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O  F 

D     A     V     I     D, 

Imitated  in  the 

Language  of  the  New  Teftament, 

And  applied  to  the 
Chriftian  State  and   Worship. 

By  I.  Watts,  D.  D. 

The  Thirty-Seventh  Edition, 

Luke  xxiv.  44.     All  things  muft  be  fulfilled 

nvhich were  written  in the    Pfalms 

concerning    me. 

Heb.  xi.  ^2.     David,  Samuel,  and  the  Pro- 
phets.    Ver.  40. That  they   without  us 

Jhould  not  be  made  perfed. 


BOSTON: 

'  Printed  for  Mills  and  Hicks,  next  Door  to 
j    Cromwell's  Head,  in  School -Street.  1773* 


THE 

P    S    ALMS 

O  F 

DAVID, 

Imitated  in  the 
Language  of  the  New  Teftament. 


PSALM    I.     Common  Metre. 
The  --way  and  end  of  th$  righteous  and  the  wicked, 

1  "[J  LEST  is  the  man  who  ihuns  the  place 
X3  Where  finners  love  to  meet  ; 

Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 
And  hates  the  icofFerl  feat  : 

2  But  in  the  fbtutes  of  the  Lord, 
Has  plac'd.  his  chief  delight  ; 

By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  night. 

[  3  He  like  a  plant  of  generous  kind 

By  living  waters  fet, 
Safe  from  the  ftorms  and  Wafting  wind, 

Enjoys  a  peaceful  Hate.] 

4  Green  as  the  leaf  and  ever  fair, 

•  Shall  his  profelTion  mine  ; 

While  fruits  of  holinefs  appear 

Like  dufters  on  the  vine. 


4  PSALM    il. 

5  Not  fo  the  impious  and  unjuft  ; 
What  vain  defigns  they  form  ! 

Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  duft, 
Or  chaff  before  the  ftorm. 

6  Sinners  in  judgment  mail  not  ftand 
Amongft  the  ions  of  grace, 

When  Christ  the  judge  at  his  right  hand 
Appoints  his  faints  a  place. 

7  His  eye  beholds  the  path  they  tread, 
His  heart  approves  it  well  ; 

But  crooked  ways  of  finners  lead 
Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

PSALM    I.    Short  Metre. 

The  faint  happy,  thefinner  miferabk. 

i    *TpHE  man  is  ever  blefl 

X      Who  fhuns  the  finner's  ways, 
Among  their  counfels  never  Hands, 
Nor  takes  the  fcorner's  place. 

z  But  makes  the  law  of  God 

His  ftudy  and  delight, 
Amidft  the  labours  of  the  day, 

And  watches  of  the  night. 

5  He  like  a  tree  mall  thrive, 

With  waters  near  the  root : 
Frefh  as  the  leaf  his  name  fhall  live  ; 

His  works  are  heav'nly  fruit. 

4  Not  fo  th'  ungodly  race, 
They  no  fuch  bleflings  find  : 

Their  hopes  (hall  flee  like  empty  chaff 
Before  the  driving  wind. 

5  How  will  they  bear  to  ftand 
Before  that  judgment-feat, 

Where  alJ  the  faints  at  Christ's  right  hamd> 
In  full  afTembly  meet  ? 


FSAL  M    %  t 

6  Ke  knows  and  he  approves 

The  way  the  righteous  go  ; 
Buf  finners  and  their  works  mall  meet 

A  dreadful  overthrow. 

PSALM    I.     Long  Metre. 

The    difference    between   the   righteous    and  tik 
wicked. 

i  T  TAPPY  the  mart,,  whole  cautious  feet 
11   Shuns  the  broad  way  that  fmners  go>. 
Who  hates  the  place  where  atheifts  meet, . 
And  fears  to  talk  as  fcoffers-  do, 

2  He  loves  t'  employ  his  morning  light 
Amongft  the  ihtutes  of  the  LORD  ■„ 
And  fpends  the  wakeful  hours  of  nighty 
Wirh  pleaiure  pond'ring  o'er  the  word. 

3  He,  like  a  plant  by  gentle  ftreams. 
Shall  flourifh  in  immortal  green  ; 

And  heaven  will  mine  with  kindefebeam? 
On  ev'ry  work  his  hands  begin. 

4,  But  fmners  find  their  counfels  croft  j 
As  chaff  before  the  temper!:  flies  ; 
So  fhall  their  hopes  be  blown  and  loft, 
When  the  laft  trumpet  fhakes  the  ikies, 

5  In  vain  the  rebels  leek  to  ft  and 
In  judgment  with  the  pious  raee  ;. 

The  dreadful  judge  with  ftern  ccmmani 
Divides  them  to  a  different  place. 

6  "  Straight  is  the  way  my  faints  have  trod-,. 
**  I  blefs'd  the  path  and  drew  it  plain  ; 
"But  you  would  clvufe  the  crooked  road*,. 
*•*  And  down  it  leads  to  endlcfs  pain," 

A,  z 


6  PSALM    IL 

PSALM    II.  Short  Metre. 

Tranced  according  to  the  divine  pattern. 
Acls  iv.  24,     &c. 
Christ's  dying,  ri/tng,interceeding,  and  reigning. 

[i    1%  Jf  AKER  and  fov'reign  Lord 

W\   Of  heaven,  and  earth  and  Teas, 
Thy  providence  confirms  thy  word, 
And  anfwers  thy  decrees. 

2  The  things  fo  long  foretold 
By  David  are  fulnlFd, 

When  Jews  and  Gentiles  join  to  flay 
Jesus,  thine  holy  Child.] 

3  Why  did  the  Gentiles  rage, 
And  Jews  with  one  accord 

Bend  all  their  cotmfels  to  deilroy 
Th'  anointed  of  the  Lord  ? 

4  Rulers  and  kings  agree 
To  form  a  vain  detigu  ; 

Againft  the  Lord  their  pow'rs  unite     . 
Againft  his  Christ  they  join. 

5  The  Lo  r  d  derides  their  rage, 
And  will  fupport  his  throne. 

He  that  hath  rais'd  him  from  the  dead 
Hath  own'd  him  for  his  Son. 

Pause. 

6  Now  he's  afcended  high, 
And  afks  to  rule  the  earth  ; 

The  merit  of  his  blood  he  pleads, 
And  pleads  his  heav'nly  birth. 

7  He  aflcs,  and  God  bellows 
A  large  inheritance  ; 

^ar  as  the  world's  re  mote  ft  ends 
His  kingdom  (hall  advance, 


PSALM    II.  7 


8  The  nations  that  rebel 

Muft  feel  his  iron  rod  ; 
He'll  vindicate  thofe  honours  well 

Which  he  receiv'd  from  God. 

[9  Be  wife  ye  rulers,  now, 

And  worfhip  at  his  throne  ; 
With  trembling  joy,  ye  people,  bow 

To  God's  exalted  Son. 

I  o  If  once  his  wrath  arife, 

Ye  perifh  on  the  place  ; 
Then  bleffed  is  the  foul  that  flies 

For  refuge  to  his  grace.] 

PSALM    II.     Common  Metre, 


1  \X/HY  did  the  nations  join  to  flay 

VV    The  Lord's  anointed  Son  ; 
Why  did  they  caft  his  laws  away, 
And  tread  his  gofpel  down  ? 

2  The  Lord  that  fits  above  the  fkies. 
Derides  their  rage  below, 

He  fpeaks  with  vengeance  in  his  eyes 
And  ftrikes  his  fpirits  through. 

3  "  I  call  him  my  eternal  Son, 

"  And  raife  him  from  the  dead  ; 
"  I  make  my  holy  hill  his  throne, 
"  And  wide  his  kingdom  fpread. 

4  "Afk  me,  my  Son,  and  then  enjoy 
*<  The  utmoft  Heathen  lands  : 

11  Thy -rod  of  iron  (hall  deftroy 
"  The  rebel  that  withrtands." 

5  Be  wife  ye  rulers  of  the  earth, 
Obey  th'  anointed  Lord, 

Adore  the  King  of  heav'nly  birth. 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 


«  PSALM    II. 

6  With  humble  love  addrefs  his  throne  : 

For  if  he  frown  ye  die  : 
Thofe  are  fecure,  and  thofe  alone, 

Who  on  his  grace  rely. 

PSALM    II.     Long  Metre. 
Christ's  death,  refurre&ion,  and  afcention. 

1  \T7HY  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage  I 

\V    The  Romans  why  their  fvvords  employ  ? 
Againft  the  Lord  their  pow'rs  engage 
His  dear  anointed  to  deilroy  ? 

2  "  Ccme,  let  us  break  his  bands,  they  fay, 
**  This  man  fhall  never  give  us  laws," 
And  thus  they  call  his  yoke  away, 

And  naiPd  the  Monarch  to  the  crofs. 

3  But  God,  who  high  in  glory  reigns* 
Laughs  at  their  pride,  their   rage  controuls  ? 
He'll  vex' their  hearts  with  inward  pains, 
And  fpeak  in  thunder  to  their  fouls. 

4  M  I  will  maintain  the  King  I  made 
"  On  Zion's  everlafting  hill  ; 

**  My  hand  fhall  bring  him  from  the  dead, 
11  And  he  fhall  Hand  your  Sov'reign  Hill." 

[5  His  wond'rr^s  rifing  from  the  earth 
Makes  his  eternal  God-head  known  ; 
The  Lord  declares  his  heavenly  birth, 
M  This  day  have  I  begot  my  Son. 

"  Afcend,  my  Son,  to  my  right  hand, 
"  There  thou  fliali  afk,  and  I  bellow 
"  The  urmoit  bounds  of  Heathen  lands  *■ 
u  To  thee  the  Northern  iiles  mall  bow." 

7  But  nations  that  refill:  his  grace 

Shall  fall  beneath  his  iron  lhoke  ; 
His  rod  fball  crufli  his  foes  with  eafey 

As  potters  earthen  work  is  broke.. 


PSALM    III.  i 

P      A      U       S       Er 

8  Now  ye  that  fit  on  earthly  thrones, 

Be  wife,  and  ferve  the  Lord  the  Lamb  % 
Now  to  his  feet  fubmit  your  crowns, 
Rejoice  and  tremble  at  his  name. 

9  With  humble  love  addrefs  the  Son, 
Left  he  grow  angry,  and  ye  die  ; 

His  wrath  will  burn  to  worlds  unknown. 
If  ye  provoke  his  jealoufy. 

10  His  florms  (hall  drive  you  quick  to  hell  | 
He  is  a  God,  and  ye  but  dure, 

Happy  the  fouls  that  know  him  well, 
And  make  his  grace  their  only  truft. 

PSALM    III.     Common  Metre. 

Jboubts  and  fears  fupprefs'd  ;  or,  God  our  De- 
fence from  Jin  a?zd  Satan. 

1  Ti  JfY  God,  how  many  are  my  fears  ! 
XV jL  How  fail  my  foes  increafe. 

Confpirimg  my  eternal  death,  , 

They  break  my  prefent  peace. 

2  The  lying  tempter  would  perfuade 
There's  no  relief  in  heav'n  ; 

And  all  my  fwelling  fins  appear 
Too  big  to  be  forgiv'n. 

3  But  thou  my  glory  and  my  ftrength,, 
Shalt  on  the  tempter  tread  ; 

Shalt  filence  all  my  threading  guilt* 
And  raife  my  drooping  head. 

[4  I  cry'd,  and  from  his  holy  hill 

He  bow'd  a  lift'ning  ear  j 
I  call'd  my  Father,  and  my  God* 

And  he  fubdu'd  my  fear. 

5  He  fhed  foft  flumbers  on  mine  eyes, 
In  fpite  of  all  my  foes, 


io  PSALM    III. 

I  'woke  and  wonder'd  at  the  grace 
That  guarded  my  repofe.] 

6  What  tho'  the  hoft  of  death  and  heM 
All  arm'd  againft  me  flood, 

Terrors  no  more  fhall  make  my  foul ; 
My  refuge  is  my  God. 

7  Arife,  O  Lord,  fulfil  thy  grace, 
While  I  thy  g'ory  fing  : 

My  God  has  broke  the  ferpent's  teeth, 
And  death  has  loft  his  fting. 

S  Salvation  to  the  Lord  belongs, 

His  arm  alone  can  fave  : 
Blefungs  attend  thy  people  here, 

And  reach  beyond  the  grave,. 

PSALM  III.  i,  2,  3,  4,  5,  8.  Long  Metre. 


■O" 


A  Morning  Pfalm. 

LORD,  how  many  are  my  foe9, 

this  weak  ftate  of  flefn  and  blood  \ 


My  peace  they  daily  difcompofe, 
But  my  defence  and  hope  is  God. 

2  Tir'd  with  the  burdens  of  the  day, 
To  thee  I  rais'd  an  ev'ning  cry  : 
Thou  heard'fl  when  I  began  to  pray, 
And  thine  almighty  help  was  nigh. 

3  Supported  by  thine  heav'nly  aid, 
I  laid  me  down  and  flept  fecure  : 

Not  death  fhould  make  my  heart  afraid, 
Tho'  I  mould  wake  and  rife  no  more. 

4  But  God  fuftain'd  me  all  the  night  ; 
Salvation  doth  to  God  belong  : 
He  rais'd  my  head  to  fee  the  light, 
And  make  kis  praife  my  morning  fong. 


PSALM    IV.  ii 

PSALM    IV.    i,  2,  3,  5,  6,  7.  LongMetre. 

Hearing  of  prayer  ;    or,   God    our  portion,  and 
Christ  our  hope, 

1  /~\  God  of  grace  and  righteoufnefs, 
V_y  Hear  and  attend  when  I  cpmplaia  : 
Thou  haft  inlarg'd  me  in  diflrefs, 

Bow  down  a  gracious  ear  again. 

2  Ye  fons  of  men  in  vain  ye  try 
To  turn  my  glory  into  (name  ; 
How  long  will  fcoffers  love  to  He, 
And  dare  reproach  my  Saviour's  name  ? 

3  Know  that  the  Lord  divides  his  faints 
From  all  the  tribes  of  men  befide  ; 

He  hears  the  cry  of  penitents 

For  the  dear  fake  of  Christ  that  dyM. 

4  When  our  obedient  hands  have  done 
A  thoufand  works  of  righteoufnefs. 
We  put  our  truft  in  God  alone, 
And  glory  in  his  pard'ning  grace. 

5  Let  the  unthinking  many  fay, 
Who  'will  bejl&w  fome  earthly  good  ? 
But,  Lord,  thy  light  and  love  we  pray  ; 
Our  fouls  defire  this  heavenly  food. 

6  Then  mall  my  chearful  pow'rs  rejoice 
At  grace  and  favour  fo  divine  ; 

Nor  will  I  change  my  happy  choice 
For  all  their  corn,  and  all  their  wine. 

PSALM   IV.    3,4,  5,  8.  CommonMetre. 
An  evening  P/alm. 
ORD,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  ; 


T 


I  am  for  ever  thine ; 
fear  before  thee  all  th?  day, 
Nor  would  I  dare  to  /in. 


i2  P  S  A  L  M    V, 

z  And  while  I  reft  my  weary  head, 
From  cares  and  bus'nefs  free, 
'Tis  Tweet  converfing  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

3  I  pay  this  ev'ning  facrifice  ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God  ray  faith  and  hope  relies 
Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

4  Thus  with  my  thoughts  compos'd  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  fleep  ; 
Thy  hand  in  fafety  keeps  my  days, 
And  will  my  fl umbers  keep. 

PSALM    V.     Common  Metre. 

For  /^Lord's  Day  Morning. 

}    T     ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  malt  hear 
I    A     My  voice  afcending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  pray'r, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  faints, 
Prefenting  at  his  Father's  throne 
Our  fongs  and  our  complaints. 

3  Thou  art  a  God,  before  whofe  fight 

The  wicked  (hall  not  {land  ; 

Sinners  fhall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right-hand. 

4  But  to  thy  houfe  will  I  reforr, 

To  tafte  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
And  worfhip  in  thy  fear. 

5  O  may  thy  Spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  right'oufnefs ! 
Make  ev'ry  path  of  duty  flraight, 
And  plain  before  my  face. 


PSALM    VI.  1.3 

Pause. 
ft  My  watchful  enemies  combine 
to    tempt  my  feet   allray  ; 
They  flatter  with   a  bafe  defign 
to  make  my  foul  their  prey. 
|  Lord,   cruih  the  ferpen?  in  the  duft, 
and  all  his  plots  deftroy  ; 
While  they  that  in  thy  naerey  tnift, 
for  ever  (liout  for  joy. 

M  The  men  that  love  and  fear  thy  name, 
/hall  fee  their  hopes,  fulfil  I'd  ; 
The  mighty  God  will  compafs  them 
with  favour  as  a  fnield. 

P  S  A  L  M    VI.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  in  ficknefs  ;  or,  Difeafes   healed. 
i  TN  anger,  Lord,  rebuke  me  not, 
JL    withdraw  the  dreadful  ftorm* 
Nor  let  thy  fury  grow  fo  hot 
againft  a  feeble  worm. 

2  My  foul  s  bow'd  dov/n  with  heavy  cares, 

my  flefh  with  pain  opprefl : 
My  couch  is  wiriiefs  to  my  tears, 
my  tears  forbid  my  rsifc. 

3  Sorrow  and  pain  wear  out  my  days; 

I  wafte  the  night  with  cries, 
Counting  the  minutes  as  they  pafs, 
''till  the  flow  morning  rife. 

4  Shall  I  be  fr.iil  tormented   more? 

mine  eye  confurcfd  with  grief  ? 
How  long,  my  God,   how  long,  before 
thy  hand  afford   relief  I 
§  He  hears  when  duft  and  aflies  fpeak, 
he  pities   all   our  groans, 
He  laves  us  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
and  heals  our  broken  bones* 
B 


14         PSALM    VI.  VIL 

6  The  virtue  of  his  fov'reign  word 
reftores  our  fainting  breath  ; 
for   filent  graves  prarte   not   the    Lord, 
nor  is  he  known  in  deutb. 

PSALM    VI.    Lcng  Metre. 
¥e?nptatior>s  in  fich.efs    ov-rcome. 
i   T     ORD,  lean  fufTer  thy  rebukes, 

8    A   When  thou  with  kindneis  doit  chaftife, 

But  thy  iierce  vvrath  I  cannot   bear, 

O  let  it  not  againfl  me  rife  ! 
%  Pity  my  languiming  eftate, 

And  eafe  the  forrows  that  1  feel  ; 

The  wounds  thine  heavy  hand  hath  made, 

O  let  thy  gentler  touches  heal  ! 

j  See    how   I  pafs  my  weary  days 

In  fighs.and    groans  ;    and   when  'tis  night, 
My  bed  is  water'd  with  my  tears  ; 
My  grief  confumes  and  dims  my  fight. 

I  Look  how  the  pow'rs  of  nature  mourn  ! 
How  long,  Almighty  God.    how  Ion*  ? 
When  mall  thine  hour  of  grace  return  ; 
When  (hall  I  make  thy  grace  my  fong? 

5  I  feel  my  flefli  fo  near  the   grave, 

M     thoughts  are  tempted  to  defpdir  : 
But   graves  can  never  praife  the  Lord, 
For  all   is  duft  and  file  nee  there, 

6  Depart  ye  tempters  from  my   foul; 
And  all  defpairing  thoughts  depart ; 

My  Ood,  who  hears  my   humble  moan-, 
Will  e.ife  my  flefh,  and  chear  my   heart. 
P  S/iLM  VII.     Common    Metre. 
Cod's  arc  of  his  people,  and    punifiment  cf 

perfecutors. 
I  tl    ff-Y  u-nO  is  in  my  heav'nly  Friend, 
j£VX  roy  li0Pe  ia  tbee'  my  God : 


PSALM     Til,  i| 

Rife,  and  my  helplefs  life*  defend 
from  thofe  that  feek  my    blood. 

2  With  infoience  and  fury  they 
my  foul  in  pieces  tear, 
As  hungry  lions  rend  the  prey, 
when  no  deliv'rer's  near. 

£  If  I  had  e'er  provok'd  them  firit, 
or  once  abus'd  my  foe, 
Then  let  him  tread-  my  life  to  dull,, 
and  lay  mine  honour  low. 

4  If  there  be  malice  hid  in  me, 

I  know  thy  piercing  eyes  ; 
I  mould  not  dare  appeal  to  thee, 
nor  afk  my  God  to  rife. 

5  Arife,  my  God,   lift  up  thy  hand, 

their  pride  and  pow'r  controul  ; 
Awake  to  judgment  and  command; 
deliv'rance  for  my  foul, 

Pause. 
[6  Let  finners  and  their  wicked  rags 
be  humbled  to  the  duft, 
Shall  not  the  God  of  tiuth  engage 
to  vindicate  the  juft  I 

7  He  knows  the  heart,  he  tries  the  reins  £ 
he  will  defend  th'  upright: 
His  fharpeft  arrows  he  ordains 
againft  the  fons  of  fpite. 

6  For  me  their  malice  digg'd  a  pit, 

but  there  themfelves  are  caft ; 
My  God  makes  all  their  mifchiefs  light: 
on  their  own  heads  at  laft.] 

$  That    cruel  perfecting   race 
mu(t  feel  his  dreadful  fword  : 
Awake,   my  foul,  and  praife  the  grace; 
and  juftice  of  the  Lord.. 


i6  PSALM     VIH. 

PSALM    VIII.     Short  Metre. 

Ccds  fcvsreigniy  and  goodnsfs  ;  and  man'* 
dominion  over  the  creatures. 

1  /"^  LORD,  our  heav'nly  King, 
\_Jr     thy  name  is  all  divine; 

Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  fpread* 
and  o'er  the  heav'ns  they  fhine. 

2  When  'o  thy  works  on  high 
I  r;:ife  my  wond  ring  eyes, 

And   lee  ihe  moon  compleat  in  light 
adorn  the  darkfome  fki.es.. 

3  When   1  furvey  the  fUrs, 
and  all  their  mining  -forms, 

Lord,  what  is  man,  that  worthlefs  thirrg* 
a-kin  to  duft  and.  worms  I 

4  Lord,  what  is   worthlefs  man, 
that  thou  lhould'ft  love  him  fo? 

Next  to  thine  angels  he  is  plac'd* 
and  lord  of  all  below.. 

|  THine  honours  crown  his  head, 

while  beafH  like  ilaves  obey, 
And  birds  that  cut  the  air  with  wings> 

and  fi/k  that  cleave  the  fea. 

%  How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 

•and  wond'rous  are  thy  ways: 
X)f  duft  and  worms  thy  pow'r  can  franfe 

a  monument  of  praife. 

[7  Out  of  the  mouths  of  babes 
and  lucklings  thou  can'fl  draw 

Surprifing  honours  to  thy  name, 
and  {hike  the  world  with  awe. 

%  O  Lord,  our  heav'nly  King, 

thy  name  is   all  divine  ; 
Thy  glories  round  the  earth  are  fpread, 

a,nd  o'er  the  heav'ns  they  mine.] 


PSA  titif.   VIII.  17 

PSALM    VIII,    Common  Metre. 
Ghrijis  condefcenfion    and  glorification  ;  or,. 

1  /~\  LORD,  our  Lord,  how  wond'rous great 
\J    is  thine  exaited  name  ! 

The  glories   of  thy  heav'nly  ftate 
let  men  and  babes  proclaim. 

2  When  I  behold  thy  works  on  high, 

the  moon  that  rules  the  night, 

And  liars   that  well  adorn  the  fky, 

thofe  moving  worlds  of  light. 

3  Lordj  what  is  man,  or  all  his  race, 

who  dwells  fo  far  below, 
That  thou  fhould'ft  vifn  him  with  grace," 
and  love  his  nature  fo  ? 

4,  That  thine  eternal  Son  mould  bear 
to  take  a  mortal  form, 
Made  lower  than  his  angels  are, 
to  fave  a  dying  worm? 

[5  Yet  while  he  liv'd  on  earth  unknowib 
and  men  would  not  adore, 
Th'  obedient  feas  and  fifnes  own 
his  Godhead  and  his  pow'r. 

6  The  waves  lay  fpread  beneath  his  feet5 

and  fifh  at  his  command, 
Bring  their  large  fhosls  to  Peter's  net,  > 
bring  tribute  to  his  hand. 

7  Thefe  leiTer  glories  of  the  Son 

fhone  thro*  the  fle&ly  cloud  ; 

Now  we  beliold  him  on  his-  throne3 

and   men  confefs  him  God. ~j 

$■  Let  him  be  crown'd  with  majefly,  • 
who  bow'd  his  head  to  death  ; 
And   be  his  honours  founded  high  ; 
by  all  things,  that  have  breath  - 


t*  PSALM     VIII. 

9  Jefus,  our  Lord,  how  wcr.d'rous  great 
i&rthine  exalted  mime  ! 
The   glories  of  thy  heavenly  flare 
let  the  whok:  earth  proclaim. 

PSALM    VOX    iffir.  1,2.   Paraphrafccf. 

Fir/}   Part,     Long    Metre. 
The  hofanna  of  the   children  ;    or,    Infantt 
praifmg    God. 
t     A   LMIGHTY  Ruler  of  the  /Ivies, 
JLJL  Thro'  the  wide  earth  thy  name  is  fpresd. 
And  thine  eternal  glories  rife 
O'er  all  the  heav'ns  thy  hands  have  made. 

2  To  thee  the  voices  of  the  young 
A  monumeDt  of  honour  raife  : 

And  bat>es,  with  uninftrucled  tongue* 
Declare  the  wonders  of  thy  praife. 

3  Thy  pow'raflifts  their  tender  age 
To  bring  proud  rebels  to  the  ground^ 
To  frill  the  bold  blafphemer's  rage, 
And  all  their  policies  confound. 

4  Children  amidft  thy  temple   throng 
To  fee  their  great  Redeemer's  face ; 
The  Son  of  David  is  their  fong, 
And   young  hofanna**  fill    the  place. 

5  The  frowning  fcribes  <nd  angry  prieffcs 
In  vain  their  impious  cavils  bring  ; 
Revenge  fits  filent  in  their  breafts, 
While  Jenvijh  babes  proclaim  their  King. 

PSALM    VIII.  vh,  3,  &c.  Parapkrafed. 

Second  Part,     Long  Metre. 
Adam  and  Christ*  Lords  of  the  old  and 

new  creation* 
l  T     ORD,  what  was  man  when  made  atfufr^ 
JLj  Adam  *he  offspring  of  the  dull, 


PSALM     IX.  19 

That  thou  fnould'ft  fet  him  and  his  race 
But  juft  below  an  angel's  place? 

2  That  thou  fhoulcPft  raife  his  nature  (ox 
And  make  him  lord  of  air  below. 
Make  ev'ry  bead  and  bird  fubmit, 
And  lay  the  fifties  at  his  feet  ? 

3  But  O  !   what  brighter  glories  wait 
To  crown  the  fecund  A'*am*z    flate  h 
"What  honours  fhafl  thy  Son  adorn^ 
Who  condefcended  to  be  born  ? 

4  See  him  berow  his  angels  made  ; 
See  him  in  dufl  among  the  dead, 
To  fave  a  ruin'd   world  from  fin  : 
But  he  ihall  reign  with  pow'r  divine. 

5  The  world  to  come,  redeem'd  from  all 
The  iftis'ries  that  attend  the  fall, 
New  made,  and  glorious,  ihall  fubmit 
At  our  exalted  Saviour's  feet, 

PSALM    IX, -ftrj? Part. 
J^ratb  and  mercy  from  the  judgment-featv_ 
l  YT7TTH  my  whole  heart  1*11  raife  my  fong^ 
VV      thy  wonders  1*11  proclaim  : 
Thou  fov'reign  Judge  of  right  and  wrong, 
writ  put  my  foes  to  fhame. 

%  I'll  fing  thy  Majefty  and  grace  ; 
my  God  prepares  his  throne 
To  judge  the  world  in  righteoufnefs,. 
and  make  his  vengeance  known. 

£  Then  mall  the  Lord  a   refuge  prove 
for  all  the  poor  opprefl ; 
To  fave  the  people  of  his  love, 
and  give  the  weary  reft. 

£  The  men,  that  know  thy  name  will  trull, 
in. thy  abundant  grace; 


so  PSALM     IX. 

For  thou  haft  ne'er  fcrfook  the  juif, 
who  humbly  feek  thy  face. 

e   Sing  praifrs  to  the  righteous  Lord, 
who  dwells,  on  Sicn's  hill, 
Who  executes  his  threat'ning  word, 
and  doth  his  grace  fulfil. 

PSAL  M    IX.    ver.  12.  Second  Part.- 
The  wijdom   and   equity    of  Providence. 
1 .  T  T  7HEN  the  great  Judge,  fupreme  and  juil, 
VV      ft^U  once  enquire  for  blood, 
The  humble  fouls  that  mourn  in  dull 
(hall  find  a  faithful  God. 

2  He  frcm  the  dreadful  gates-  of  death 

dees  his  own  children  raife  ; 
In   Sion's  gates,  with  chearful  breath, . 
they  fing  their  Father's  praife. 

3  His  foes  fnall  fall  with  heedlefs  ktt, 

into  the  pit  they  made  ; 
And  finners  perilh  in  the  net 

that  their  own  hands  have  fpread. 

4-  Thus  by  thy  judgments,  mighty  God, 
are  thy  deep  counfels  known ; 
When  men  of  mifchief  are  deftroy'd, 
the  fnare  muft  be  their  own. 

Pause. 

5  The  wicked   fhall    fink  down   to  hell; 
thy  wrath  devour  the  lanHs, 
That  dare  forget   thee,  or  rebel 
againft  thy  known   commands. 

6-  Though  faints  to   fore  diftrefs  are  brought, 
and  wait,  and  long  complain, 
Their  cries  fhall  not  be  (till  forgot, 
nor  ihaH  their  hopes  be  vain. 


psalm    x:        m 

£7  Rife,  great  Redeemer^  from  thy  feat,, 
to  judge   and  fave  the  poor  ; 
Let  nations    tremble  at  thy  feet, 
and  man  prevail  no  more., 

IThy  thunder  (hall  affright  the  proud, 
and  put  their  hearts  to  pain, 
Make  'em  confefs  that  thou  art  God, 
and  they  but  feeble  men-] 

PSALM    X,    Common  Mecre. 

frayers  heard,  and  Saints  faved  ;  or,  Pride* 
Atheifm,  and  Cpprejfion  punifhed. 

For  a  Humiliation  Day. 

WHY  doth  the  Lord  ftand  ofTfo  far.  * 
and  why  conceal  his  face, 
"When  great  calamities  appear, 
and  times  of  deep  diftrefs  ? 

2  Lord,  mail  the  wicked  flill  deride 

thy  juftice  and  thy  pow'r  I 
Shall  they  advance  their  heads  in  pride* 
and  frill  thy  faints  devour  ?      ... 

3  They  put  thy  judgments  from  their  figh^ 

•  and  then  infult  the  poor  ; 
They  boaft  in  their  exalted  height, 
that  they  fhali  fall  no  more. 

4  Arife,  O  God,  lift  up  thine  handj, 

attend  our  humble  cry  ; 
No  enemy  mail  dare  to  fland 
when  God  afcends  on  high. 

P  a   us   E. 

5.  Why  do  the  men  of  malice  rage, 
and  fay  with  foolifh  pride, 
The  God  of  heaven  will  ne'er  engage 
to  fight  on  SionV  fide* 


s.%  PSALM    XI. 

6  But  thou  forever  art  the  Lord  ; 

and  pow'rful  is  thine  hand, 
As  when  the  Heathen  felt  thy  fwordr 
and  perifli'd  from  thy  land. 

7  Thou  wilt  prepare  our  hearts  to  pray, 

and  caufe  thine  ear  to  hear, 
He  hearkens  what  his  children  fay, 
and  puts  the  world  in  fear. 

I  Proud  tyrants  mall   .  o   more  opprefs* 
no  more  defpife  the  juft  ; 
And  mighty  finners  mall  confefs 
they  are   but   earth    and  duft. 

PSALM   XI.     Long  Metre. 
Cod  loves  the  righteous,  and  hates  the  wicked. 

1  A^Y  refuge  is    the  God  of  love; 
xVA  Why  do  my   foes  infult  and  cry, 
Fly  like  a  timorous  trembling  dove, 

To  difiant.  <WGodi  or  mountains  fiy  f 

2  If  government  be  all  deflroy'd, 
(That  fkrn  foundation  of  our  peace) 
And   violence  make  juftice  void, 
Where  mail  the  righteous  feek  redrefs  ? 

3  The  Lord  in  heav'n  has  fix'd  his  throne,' 
His  eyes  furvey   the  world  below  ; 

To  him  all  moTtal   things  are   known; 
His   eye-lids    fearch  our  fpirits  through. 

4  If  he  afflicts  his  fain:s  fo  far 

To  prove  their  love  and  try  their  grace, 
What  may  the   bold  tranfgrefTots  fear  ? 
His  very  foul  abhors  their  ways. 

5  On  impious  wretches  he  fhall   rain 
Tempefls  of  brimftone,  fire,  and  death? 
Such   as  he  kindled  on  the  plain 

©f  Sodom  with   his   angry  breath. 


PSALM     XH.  2: 

6  The  righteous  Lord  loves  righteous  fouls, 
Whofe  thoughts  and  actions  are  fince-ce, 
And  with  a  gracious  eye  beholds 
The  men  that  his  own  image  bear. 

PSALM    XII.    Long  Metrp. 

The  faints  fa/sty  and  hope  in  evil  times-. 
or,  fins  of  ike  tongue  complained  of  viz? 
hlaj'phemy,  falflrood^    &c. 

i   T     OR.D,  if  thou  doft  not  foon  appear 

J J   Virtue  and  truth  will  fly  away  ; 

A  faithful  man  amongft  us  here 
Will  fcarce  be  found,  if  thou  delay. 

2  The  whole  difcourfe  when  neighbours  meet 
Is  fJTd  with  trifles  loofe  and  vain  ; 
Their  lips  areflatt'ry  and  deceit, 
And  their  proud  language  is  profane. 

g  But  lips  that  with   deceit  abound 

Shall  not  maintain  their  triumph  long  t 
The  God  of  vengeance  will  confound 
The  ilatt'ring  and   blafpherniog   tongue. 

4  Yet  fb all  cur  'words   be  free,  they  cry, 
Our  tongues  Jball  be  contr but 'd  by  none: 
Where  is  the  Lord  will  ajk  us  why  ? 
Or  fay ,  our  lips  are  not  our  own  ? 

I  The  Lord  who   fees   the  poor  oppreft, 
And  hears  the  oppreflbr's  haughty  ftrain, 
Will  rife  to  give  his  children  reft, 
Nor  mall  they  truft  his  word  in   vain, 

•  Thy  word,  O  Lord,  tho'   often  try'd, 
Void  of  deceit  mall  ilHl  appear  ; 
Not  filver  feven  times  purify'd 
From  drofs  and  mixture,    (bines  fb  clear; 

7  Thy  grace  (hail    in  the   darker}  hour 
Defend  the  fcaly  foui  from  harm  • 


24  PSALM    XII. 

Tho'  when  the    wildeii  men  have   pow'r, 
On  ev'ry  fide  will  finners  fwarm. 

P  S  A  L  M    XII.      Common   Metre. 

Complaint  of>a  general  corruption  of  manners  : 
or,  the  prcrvife  and  figns  v/ChrijTs  coming 
to    judgment. 

1  TJELP,  Lord,   for   men   of  virtue  fail, 
XI     religion  tofes  ground  ! 

The  Tons  of  violence  prevail, 
and  treacheries  abound. 

2  Their  oaths  ahd  promifes  they  break, 

yet  aft  the  flatt'rer's  part 
With  fair  deceitful  lips  they  fpeak, 
and  with    a  double  heart. 

3  If  we  reprove  fome    hateful  lie, 

how  is  their  fury   ftirrM  ? 
Are  not  our   lips  our  own,  they  cry, 
and  who  (hall  be  our  Lord  \ 

4  Scoffers  appear  on  ev'ry  fide, 

while  a  vile  race  of  men 
Are  rais'd  to  feats   of  pow'r  and  pride* 
and  bear  the  fword  in  vain. 

Pa    use. 

5  Lord,  when  iniquities  abound, 

and  blafphemy  grows   bold, 
When  faith  is  hardly  to  ue  found, 
and  love  is  waxing  cold  : 

6  Is  not  thy  chariot  hatt'ning  on; 

hail  thou  not  giv  n  the  fign  \ 
May  wje  not  truft  asd  live  upoa 
a  proraife  fo  divine. 

7  "  Yes,  faith  the  Lord,  now  -will  I  rife, 

"  and  make  opprefTors  flee  ; 

«  I  mail  appear  to  their  fuprife, 

*  and  fet  my  fervants  free." 


PSALM    XIII.  £-£ 

8  Thy  word  like  diver  feven  times  tt^'d, 
Thro'  ages  fhall  endure  : 
The  men  that  in  thy  truth  confide, 
Shall  find  the  promife  Aire. 

PSiLM    mil.     Long  Metre, 
Pleading   *with  God  under  defertion  ',    or,    hope 
in  d-arknefs. 

1  TJ  OW  long,  O  Lord,  fhall  I  complain 
XX  Like  one  that  feeks  his  God  in  vain  ! 
Can'ft  thou  thy  face  forever  hide, 

And  I  ftill  pray  and  be  deny'd  ?• 

2  Shall  I  forever  be  forgot, 

As  one  whom  thou  regardefl  not  r 
Still  fhall  my  foul  thy  abfence  mourn  ? 
And  flill  defpair  of  thy  return  ? 

3  How  long  (hall  my  poor  troubled  breaft 
Be  with  thefe  anxious  thoughts  oppreft  : 
And  fatan,  my  malicious  foe, 

Rejoice  to  fee  me  funk  {o  low  ? 

4  Hear,  Lord,  and  -^rartt  me  quick  relief. 
Before  my  death  concludes  my  grief ; 
If  thou  with-hold  thy  heav'nly  light, 

I  fleep  in  everlaitmg  night. 

5  How  will  the  pow'rs  of  darknefs  boaft* 
If  but  one  praying  foul  be  loft  ; 

But  I  have  trufted  in  thy  grace, 
And  fhall  again  behold  thy  face. 

6  Whate'er  my    fears  or  foes  fuggefr, 
Thou  art  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  reft  i 
My  heart  fhall  feel  thy  love,  and  raife 

-  My  x:hearful  voice  to  fongs  of  praiie, 

PSALM     XIII.     Common  Metre. 
Complaint  under  temptations  of  the  devil. 
I   T  TOW  long  wilt  thou  conceal  thv  'fact  ? 
XX  My.  God  how  long  dclv-  .? 
C 


i6  P  S  A  L  M    XVI. 

When  (hall  I  feel  thofe  heav'nly  my« 
That  chace  my  fears  away  ? 

2  How  long  fhall  my  poor  labouring  foul 

Wreftle  and  toil  iu  vain  ? 
Thy  word  can  all  my  foes  controul, 
And  eafe  my  raging  pain. 

3  See  how  the  prince  cf  darknefs  tries 

All  his  malicious  arts, 
He  fpreads  a  mift  around  my  eyes, 
And  throws  his  fiery  darts. 

4  "Be  thou  my  fun  and  thou  my  fhield, 

My  foul  in  fafetv  keep  ; 
Make  hafte  before  mine  eyes  are  feai'd 
In  death's  eternal  deep. 

5  How  would  the  tempter  boafi:  aloud 

If  I  become  his  prey  ! 
Behold  thefons  of  hell  grow  proud 
At  thy  fo  long  delay. 

6  But  they  mail  fly  at  thy  rebuke, 

And  fa  tan  hide  his  head  : 
He  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  look, 
And  hears  thy  voice  with  dread. 

7  Thou  wilt  drfplay  that  fov'reign  grace 

Where  ail  my  hopes  have  hung  ; 
I  mall  employ  my  lips  in  praife, 
And  vidVry  (hall  be  fung. 

P  S  A  L  M  XIV.  Firjl  Part.  Common  Metre. 

By  nature  all  men  are  Jinners. 

1  TJ^OOLS  in  their  heart  believe  and  fay, 
X}       **  That  all  religion's  vain  ; 

*'  There  is-no  God  that  reigns  on  high, 
"  Or  minds  th'  affairs  of  men." 

2  From  thoughts  fo  dreadful  and  profane, 
Corrupt  difcowfe  proceeds  j 


PSALM     XIV.  2; 

And  in  their  impious  hands  are  found 
Abominable  deeds. 

3  The  Lord  from  his  celerlial  throne, 

Look'd  down  on  things  below, 
To  find  the  man  that  fought  his  grace, 
Or  did  his  juflice  know. 

4  By  nature  all  are  gone  aftray  ; 

Their  practice  all  the  fame  : 
There's  none  that  fears  his  Maker's  hand, 
There's  none  that  loves  his  name. 

5  Their  tongues  are  us'd  to  fpeak  deceit  ; 

Their  flanders  never  ceafe  : 
How  fwift  to  mifchief  are  their  feet  I 
Nor  know  the  paths  of  peace. 

6  Such  feeds  of  fin  (that  bitter  root) 

In  ev'ry  heart  are  found  ; 
Nor  can  they  bear  diviner  fruit, 
'Till  grace  refine  the  ground. 

PSALM     XIV.     Second    Part, 

7 'be  folly  of  perfecuiors. 

1  y%    ?v.E  finners  now  {o  fenfelefs  grown, 
JX     That  they  the  faints  devour  ; 
And  never  worfnip  at  thy  throne, 

Nor  fear  thine  awful  pow'r. 

2  G>eac  Gcd  !  appear  to  their  furprife, 

Reveal  thy  dreadful  name  ! 
Let  them  no  more  thy  wrath  defpife, 
Nor  turn  our  hope  to  fhame. 

3  "Dofr.  thou  not  dwell  among  the  jufr, 

And  yet  our  foes  deride, 
That  we  mould  make  thy  ftame  our  trull  1 
Great  God  !  confound  thei^-pride. 

4  O  that    the  joyful  day  were  come, 

To  finifh  our  diftr'efs  I 


^3  PSAL  M     XV. 

When  God  fhall  bring  his  children  heme, 
Our  fongs  fhall  never  ceafe. 

PSAL  M     XV.     Common  Metre. 
tracers  of  a  faint  ;    or,  a  citizen   of  Zion  ; 
-  or  t  the  okaliftc&ricns  of  a  chrifian. 
s    WT^°  ^aI1  i»nabit  »  thy  hill, 
VV      OGod  ofholinefs  ? 
Whom  will  the  Lord  admit  to  dwell 
So  near  his  throne  of  grace  ? 

z  The  man  that  walks  in  pious  ways, 
And  works  with  righteous  hands. 
That  truils  his  Maker's  promifes, 
And  follows  his  command?. 

3  Ke  fpeaks  the  meaning  of  his  hearty 
Nor  {landers  with  his  tongue  ; 
Will  fcarte  beiieve  an  ill  report, 
Nor  do  his  neighbour  wrong. 

4.  The  wealthy  finner  ke  coftternns, 
Loves  ail  that  fear  the  Lord  ; 
And  though  to  his  own  hurt  he  fwears, 
Still  he  performs  his  word. 

5  His  hands  difdain  a  golden  bribe, 
And  never  £ripe  the  poor  ; 
This  man  fhall  dwell  with  God  on  earth, 
And  find  his  heav'n  fecure. 

P'S  A  L  M    XV.    Long  Metre. 

Religion  artdjuJKcg,  gocdnefs  and  truth  ;  or,  Du- 
ties to  God  and  man  j  or,  the  ^ua/if cations  of 
a  chrifian. 

1  IT  7 HO  fhall  afcend  thy  heav'nly  place, 
V V     Great  God, and  dwell  before  thy  face ! 

The  man  that  minds  religion  now, 
And  humbly  walks  with  God  below. 

2  Whofe  hands  are  pure,  whofe  heart  is  clean, 
Whole  lips  ftill  fpeak  the  thing  they  mean  ; 


PSALM    XVI.  z9 

No  flanders  dwell  upon  his  tongue  ; 
He  hates  to  do  his  neighbour  wrong, 

{3  Scarce  will  he  truft  an  ill  report, 
Nor  vent  k  to  his  neighbour's  hurt  : 
Sinners  of  ftate  he  can  defpife, 
But  faints  are  honour'd  in  his  eyes.] 

[4  Firm  to  his  word  he  ever  flood, 
And  always  makes  his  promife  good  ; 
Nor  dares  to  change  the  thing  he  fwear^ 
Whatever  pain  or  lofs  he  bears.] 

[5  He  never  deals  in  bribing  gold, 

And  mourns  that  juflice  mould  be  fold  t 
While  others  gripe  and  grind  the  poor, 
Sweet  charity  attends  his  door.] 

6  He  loves  his  enemies  and  prays 

For  thofe  that  curfe  him  to  his  face  ; 
And  doth  to  all  men  ftill  the  fame 
That  he  would  hope  or  wifh  from  them, 

7  Yet,  when  his  holieit  works  are  done, 
His  foul  depends  on  grace  alone  : 
This  is  the  man  thy  face  mail  fee, 
And  dwell  forever,  Lord,  with  thee. 

PSALM     XVI.  Firfi  Part.     Long  Metre.- 

Csnfeffton  of  our  poverty,  and  faints  the  beji  com* 
pany  ;  or, good  works  profit  men>  not  God. 

1  TJ RESERVE  me,  Lord  in  time  of  need* 
Jf     For  fuccour  to  thy  throne  I  flee, 
But  have  no  merits  there  to  plead  ; 

My  goodnefs  cannot  reach  to  thee. 

2  Oft  have  my  heart  and  tongue  confefl. 
How  empty  and  how  poor  I  am  ; 
My  praife  can  never  make  thee  bleft^ 
Nor  add  new  glories  to  thy  name, 

•  w    2, 


0  PSALM    XVI. 

3  Yet  Lord,  thy  Taints  on  earth  may  reap, 
Some  profit  by  the  good  we  do  ; 
Thefe  are  the  company  I  keep, 
Thefe  are  the  choiceft  friends  I  know. 

4-Let  others  chufe  the  Tons  of  mirth, 
To  give  a  relifh  to  their  wine, 
J  love  the  men  of  heav'nly  birth, 
Whofe  thoughts  and  language  are  divine. 

PSALM    XVI.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre. 

Christ's  All-fujjiciency . 


H 


OW  faft  their  guilt  and  forrovv  rife, 


Who  hafte  to  feek  fome  idol  god  ; 
1  vvill  not  tafte  their  facrince, 
Their  ofP rings  of  forbidden  blood. 

2  My  God  provides  a  richer  cup, 
And  nobler  food  to  live  upon  ; 
He  for  my  life  has  ofFer'd  up 
Jefus  his  beft  beloved  Son. 

3  His  love  is  my  perpetual  feaft  ; 

By  day  his  counfels  guide  me  right  ; 
And  be  his  name  forever  bleft, 
Who  gives  me  fweet  advice  by  night. 

4  I  fet  him  ftill  before  mine  eyes  ; 

At  my  right-hand  he  ftands  prepar'd 
To  keep  my  foul  from  all  furprife, 
And  be  my  everlalting  guard. 

i'SALM    XVI.     Third  Part.  Long  Metre. 
Courage  in    death,    and  heps  of  the  reJurrecJion, 

i    T  T  7HEN  God  is  nigh  my  faith  is  ftrong, 
V  V    His  arm  is  my  almighty  prop  : 
Be  glad  my  heart,  rejoice  my  tongue, 
My  dying  flem  fhall  reft  in  hope. 

z  Tho'  in  the  duft  I  lay  my  head, 
Vet  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave , 


PSALM    XVI,  3 1 

My  foul  forever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  Jofe  thy  children  in  the  grave. 

My  fiefli  fhall  thy  firft  call  obey, 
Shake  ofr  the  dull:  and  rife  on  high  ; 
Then  malt  thou  lead  the  wond'rous  way 
Up  to  thy  throne  above  the  fky. 

There  ftreams  of  endlefs  pleafure  How, 
And  full  difcov'ries  of  thy  grace, 
Which  we  but  tafted  here  below, 
Spread  heav'nly  joys  thro'  all  the  place. 

.     PSALM    XVI.     Firji    Part. 

Common    Metre.     I 8. 

Support  and    counfel  from  God  without  merit* 
AVE  me  O  Lord,  from  every  foe  ; 


■s 


In  thee  my  truft  I  place, 
Tho'  all  the  good  that  I  can  do, 
Can  ne'er  deferve  thy  grace. 

2  Yet  if  my  God  prolong  my  breath, 

The  faints  may  profit  by't  ; 
The  faints  the  glory  of  the  earth, 
The  men  of  my  delight. 

3  Let  Heathens  to  their  idols  hafle, 

And  vvorfhip  wood  or  ftone  ; 
But  my  delightful  lot  is  cait 
Where  the  true  God  is  known. 

4  His  hand  provides  my  conilant  food, 

He  fills  my  daily  cup, 
Much  am  I  pleas'd  withprefent  good,, 
But  more  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  God  is  my  portion  and  my  joy  \ 

His  counfels  are  my  light  : 
He  gives  me  fweet  advice  by  day> 
And  gentle  hints  by  night* 


I 


32  PSALM    XVI. 

6  My  foul  would  all  her  thoughts  approve 
To  his  all  feeing  eye  : 
Not  death  nor  hell  my  hopes  (hall  move, 
While  mch  a  friend  is  nigh. 

PSALM  XVI.  Second    Part.  Common  Metre. 

The  death  and  refurreBion  of  ChriJ?. 
Set  the  Lord  before  my  face, 
"  He  bears  my  courage  up  ; 

My  heart  and  tongue  their  joys  exprefs, 

"  My  flefh  mall  reft  in  hope. 

2  "  My  fpirit,  Lord,  thou  wilt  not  leave 

"  Where  fouls  departed  are  ; 
"  Nor  quit  my  body  to  the  grave, 
"  To  fee  corruption  there. 

3  «c  Thou  wilt  reveal  the  path  of  life, 

"  And  raife  me  to  thy  throne  : 
"  Thy  courts  immortal  pleafures  give, 

"  Thy  prefence  joy  unknown." 
[4  Thus  in  the  name  of  Chrift  the  Lord, 

The  holy  David  fung, 
And  providence  fulfills  the  word 

Of  his  prophetic,  tongue. 

5  Jefus,  whom  ev'ry  faint  adores, 

Was  crucified  and  flain  ; 
Behold  the  tomb  its  prey  reftores, 
Behold  he  lives  again. 

6  WThen  fliall  my  feet  arife  and  fland 

On  heav'ns  eternal  hills  > 
There  firs  the  Son  at  God's  right  hand, 
And  there  the  Father  fqailes.] 

PSALM    XVII.  w,  13.  &c.  Short  Metre. 

Portion  of  faints  andjinners  ;  or,  hope  and  def pair 
in  death. 


•A 


RISE,  my  ma:ious  God, 
And  make  the  wicked  flee  % 


PSALM    XVII.         3^ 

They  are  bet  thy  chaflifing  rod 
To  drive  thy  faints  to  thee. 

%  Behold  the  firmer  dies  ; 

His  haughty  words  are  vain  : 
Here  in  this  life  his  pleaiure  lies, 
And  all  beyond  is  pain. 

3  Then  let  his  pride  advance, 

And  boaft  of  all  his  ftore  ; 
The  Lord  is  my  inheritance, 
My  foul  can  wifh  no  more. 

4  I  mall  behold  the  face 

Of  my  forgiving  God  ; 
And  ftand  compleat  in  righteoufnefs, 
Wafli'd  in  my  Saviour's  blood. 

5  There's  a  new  heaven  begun 

When  I  awake  from  death, 

Dreil  in  the  likenefs  of  thy  Son, 

And  draw  immortal  breath. 

PSAL  M     XVJI.     Long  Metre. 

The  ft 'finer $  portiojt  and  faints  hope  ;  or,  the 
hea-ven  of  fep  urate  fouls,  and  the  refurrec~ 
tion. 

1  T     ORD  I  am  thine  ;  but  thou  wilt    prove 

J j   My  faith,  my  patience,  and  my    love 

When  men  of  fpite  againft  me  join, 

They  are  the  fword,  the  hand  is  thine. 

2  Their  hope  and  portion  lies  below  ; 
'Tis  all  the  happinefs  they  know  ; 

'Tis  all  they  feek  ;  they  take  their  fiiares, 
And  leave  the  reil  among  their  heirs. 

3  What  finners  value,  I  reiign  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
I  ihall  behold  thy  blifsful  face, 

And  Hand  compleat  in  righteoufneJS. 


34        PSALM    XVIII. 

4  This  life's  a  dream,  an  empty  Iiow, 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  I  go, 
Hath  joys  fubftantiai  and  fincere  ; 
When  (hall  I  'wake  and  find  me  there  ? 

5  O  glorious  nour  !  O  blefl  abode  ! 
I  (hall  be  near  and  like  my  God  ; 
And  fleih  and  fin  no  more  controul 
The  facred  pleafure  of  my  foul. 

6  My  flelh  (ball  (lumber  in  the  ground, 
'Till  the  laft  trumpet's  joyful  found  : 
Then  burft  the  chains  with  fweet  furprize, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rife. 

PSALM    XVIII.    Firji  Pari.    Long  Metre. 
ver,     1—6,  15  —  18. 

Deliverance  from  defpair  ;  or,  temptations 
overcome, 

1  qpHEE  will  I  love,  O  Lord  my  ftrength, 

X     My  Rock,  my  tow'r,  my  high  defence ; 
Thy  mighty  arm  (hall  be  my  truft, 
For  I  have  found  falvation  thence. 

2  Death  and  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 
Stood  round  me  with  their  difmal  (hade  ; 
While  floods  of  high  temptations  role, 
And  made  my  (inking  foul  afraid. 

3  I  faw  the  op'ning  gates  of  hell 

With  endlefs  pains  and  forrows  there, 
(Which  none  but  they  that  feel  caa  tell) 
While  I  was  hurry'd  to  defpair. 

4  In  my  diftrefs,  1  cal  'd  my  God, 
When  I  could  fc^rce  believe  him  mine, 
He  bowM  his  ear  to  my  complaint  ; 
Then  did  his  grace  appear  divine. 

[5  With  fpeed  he  flew  to  my  relief, 
As  on  a  cherub's  wing  he  rode  ; 


PSALM    XVIII.  35 

Awful  and  bright  as  light'ning  fhone 
The  face   of  my  deliv'rer  God. 

6  Temptations  fled  at  his  rebuke, 
The  biaft  of  his  almighty  breath  : 
He  fent  falvation  from  on  high, 

And  drew  me  from  the  deeps  of  death.] 

7  Great  were  my  fears,  my  foes  were  great, 
Much  was  their  ftrength  and  more  their  rage. 
But  Chrift,  my  Lord,  is  conqu'ror  ftill, 

In  all  the  wars  that  devils  wage. 

$    My  fong  forever  mail  record 
That  terrible,  that  joyful  hour  ; 
And  give  the  glory  to  the  Lord, 
Due  to  his  mercy  and  his  pow'r. 

PSALM     XVIII.     Second  Part, 

Long  Metre.  <uer.  20—26. 
Sincerity  proved  and  rewarded. 

1  TT     ORD,  thou  haft  feen  my  foul  fincere, 

I    a   Haft  made  thy  love  and  truth  appear  ; 
Before  mine  eyes  I  fet  thy  laws, 
And  thou  haft  o^vn'd  my  righteous  caufe. 

2  Since  I  have  learn'd  thy  holy  ways, 
I've  walk'd  upright  before  thy  face  ; 
Or  if  my  feet  did  e'er  depart, 
'Twas  ever    with  a  broken  heart. 

3  What  fore  temptations  broke  my  reft  ! 
What  wars  and  ftrugglings  in  my  breaft  1 
But  thro'  thy  grace  that  reigns  within, 

I  guard  againft  my  darling  fin. 

4  That  fin  that  clofe  befets  me  (till, 
That  works  and  ftWves  againft  my  will  | 
When  fhall  thy  fpirit's  ibv 'reign  pow'r 
Beftroy  it,  that  it  rife  no  more  f 


36 


PSALM    XVIII. 


[5  With  an  impartial  hand  the  Lord 
Deals  out  to  mortals  their  reward  : 
The  kind  and  faithful  fouls  fhali  find 
A  God  as  faithful  and  as  kind.] 

6  The  juft  and  pure  (hall  ever  fay, 
Thou  art  more  pure,  more  juft  than  they  : 
And  men  that  love  revenge  mall  know, 
God  hath  an  arm  of  vengeance  too. 
PSALM  XVIII.  yar,  30.  31,  34,  35,  36.  £c. 
Third  Part.     Long  Metre. 
Rejoicing  in  God  ;  or,  falvation  and  triumph. 

1  TUST  are  thy  ways,  and  true  thy  word, 
J    Great  rock  of  my  fecure  abode  ; 
Who  is  a  God  befide  the  Lord  ? 

Or  where's  a  refuge  like  our  God  ? 

2  Tis  he  that  girds  me  with  his  might, 
Gives  me  his  holy  fword  to  wield  ; 
And  while  with  fin  and  hell  I  right, 
Spreads  his  falvation  for  my  fnield. 

3J   He  lives,  (and  bleiTed  be  my  rock) 
The  God  of  my  falvation  lives, 
The  dark  defigns  of  hell  are  broke  ; 
Sweet  is  the  peace  my  Father  gives. 

Before  the  fcofFers  of  the  age, 
I  will  exalt  my  Father's  name, 
Nor  tremble  at  their  mighty  rage, 
But  meet  reproach,  and  bear  the  fli-ame. 
To  David  and  his  royal  feedy 
Thy  grace  forever  mail  extend  ; 
Thy  love  to  faints  in  Chrift  -their  head, 
Knows  not  a  limit,  nor  an  end. 

..  BALM  XVIII.  Firji  Part.     Common  Metre. 

Vi8an  and  triumph  over  temporal  enemies* 
%    \X/E  l°ve  tnee'  I'Ord,  and  we  adore, 

V Y    Now  is  thine  arm  revefcJT'd  : 


PSALM    XVIU.  37 

Tiiou  art  our  ilrength,  our  heav'nly  tow'r, 
Our  bulwark  and  ourfhield. 

2  We  fly  to  ouY  eternal  rock, 

And  find  a  fure  defence  ; 

His  holy  name  our  lips  invoke, 

And  draw  filiation  thence. 

3  When  God,  our  leader,  fhines  in  arms* 

What  raoital  htart  can  bear 

The  thunder  of  his  loud  alatrns, 

The  light 'ning  of  his  fpear  ? 

jl.  He  rides  upoa  the  winged  wind, 
_:jnd  angels  in  ar;ay 
In  millions  wait  to  know  his  mind, 
And  fwift  ;j.s  flames  obey. 

5  He  fpeaks,.snd  at  his  fierce  lebuke 

Whole  armies  are  difmay'd  ; 
His  voice,  his  frown,  his  angry  look, 
Strikes  a'i  their  courage  dead. 

6  He  forms  our  gen'rals  for  the  held, 

With  all  their  dreadful  ikili, 
Gives  them  his  awfal  fword  to  wield,. 
And  makes  their  hearts  of  fteer! 

[7  He  arms  our  captains  to  the  fight, 
Tho'   there  his  name's  forgot  : 
(He  guarded  Cyrus  with  his  might, 
But  Cyrus  knew  him  not.) 

8  Oft  has  the  Lord  whole  nations  bleft, 
For  his  own  churches  fake; 
The  pow'rs  that  give  his  people  reft, 
Shall  of  his  care  partake.  ] 

PSALM  XVIU.  Second  Part.  Common  Metrci 
The  conquerors  fong. 

~i    *  I  ^O  thine  almighty  arm  we  owe 
JL       The  triumphs  of  the  day  ; 
D 


j8  PSALM    XIX. 

Thy  terrors  Lord,  confound  the  foe, 
And  melt  their  ilrength  away 

2  'Tis  by  thine  aid  our  troops  prevail, 

And  break  united  pow'rs; 
Or  burn  their  boafted  fleets,  or  fcale, 
The  proudeft  of  their  tow'rs. 

3  How  have  we  chas'd  them   thro' the  field, 

And  trod  them  to  the  ground, 
While  thy  falvatiofi  was  our  ftiield, 
But  they  no  (belter  found  ! 

4  In  vain  to  idol  faints  they  cry, 

And  perim  in  their  blood  : 
Where  is  a  rock  fo  great,  fo  high, 
So  pow'rful  as  our  God  ? 

5  The  rock  of  Ifr'ef  ever  lives,    * 

His  name  be  ever  bleft ; 
'Tis  his  own  arm  the  vicVry  gives, 
And  gives  his  people  reft. 

6  On  kings  that  reign  as  David  did, 

He  pours  his  bleffing  down  ; 
Secures  their  honours  to  their  feed, 
And  well  fupports  their  crown. 

PSALM    XIX.    Firfl  Part.   Short  Metre. 

The  bock  of  nature  and  fcripture. 

For  a  Lord's-day  morning. 

i  T>EHOLD  the  lofty  fry 
JD     Declares  its  Maker  God, 
And  all  his  ftarry  works  on  high 
Proclaim  his  pow'r  abroad. 

2  The  darknefs  and  the  light 
Still  keep  their  courfe  the  fame; 
While  night  to  day,  and  day  to  night, 
Divinely  teach  his  name. 


PSALM    XIX.  f$r 

3  In  ev'ry  different  land 
Their  general  voice  is  known : 

They  mew  the  wonders  of  his  hand; 
And  orders  of  his  throne. 

4  Ye  Britijh  lands  rejoice, 
He  here  reveals  his  word; 

Wq  are  not  left  to  nature's  voice 
To  bid  us  know  the  Lord. 

5  His  flatutes  and  commands 
Art  fet  before  our  eyes  ; 

He  puts  his  gofpel  in  our  hands*, 
Where  our  falvation  lies. 

6  His  laws  are  juil  and  pure3 
His  truth  without  deceit  ; 

His  promifes  forever  fure, 
And  his  rewards  are  great. 

[7  Not  honey  to  the  tafte 

Affords  fo  much  delight : 
Nor  gold  that  has  the  furnace  pail 

So  much  allures  the  light, 

8  While  of  thy  works  Ifing8' 

Thy  glory  to  proclaim, 
Accept  the  praife,  my  God,  my  King, 

In  my  Redeemer's  nanie.J 
PSAL  M    XIX.  Second  Part.  Short  Metr^ 

God's nverd  mofi  excellent ;  or  Jlncer'tt^  and 
rwatchfulnefsi 
For  a  Lord's  day  morning. 
EHOLD  the  morning  fun 
Begins  his  glorious  way, 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 

And  life  and  light  convey. 
2  But  where  the  gofpel  comes 

It  fpreads  diviner  light ; 
It  callsdead  finners  from  their  tombs* 

&nd  gives  the  blind  their  fi^ht, 


B' 


40  PSALM    XIX. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  j 
And  all  thy  judgments  jurl  ; 

For   ever  furethy  promife.  Loivj, 
And  men  fecurely  trull. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 
Are  thy  dire-flions  giv'n  ! 

O  may  I  never  read  in  vain. 
But  find  the  path  to  heav'rr  ! 

Pause. 

5  hear  thy  word  with  love, 
And  I  would  fain  obey  ; 

Send  thy  good  Spitit  from  above 
To  guide  me,  left  I  dray. 

6  O  who  can  ever  find 
The  errors  cf  his  ways  ? 

Yet  with  a  bold  piefumpt'ous  miud 
I  would  not  dare  tranfgrefs. 

7  Warn  me  ofev'ryfin; 
Forgive  my  fecret  faults, 

And  cleanfe  this  guilty  fccl  of  mine, 
Whofe  crimes  exceed  my  thoughts. 

S  While  with, my  heart  and  tongue 

I  fpread  thy  praife  abroad, 
'  Accept  the  worfhip  and  the  long, 
My  Saviour  and  my  God. 

PSALM    XIX.     Lor,£  Metre. 

The  books  of  nature  and  fcriptw  e  compared', 
or,  the gJcn  and  fuccefs  of  thegcfpel. 

1  r'  I  ^HE  heav'r.s  declare  thy  glory,  Lord, 

X        fa  ev'ry  fir  thy  wifdom  Hunts  • 

But  when  our  ■  ..:  :d  thy  v/ord, 

We  read  thy  fiame  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  fun,  the  changing  light, 
Aad  flights  and  days  thy  pow'r  c  oft 


PS  A  L  M    XIX.  4| 

fkn  the  bleft  volume  thou  haft  writ 
Reveals  thy  juftice  and  thy  giace. 

3  Sun,  mooa,  and  ftar,s,  convey  thy  praife 
Round  the  whole  earth,  and  never  ftand  i 
So  when  the  truth  begun  its  race, 

It  touch'd  and  glanc'd  on  ev'ry  land* 

4  Nor  fhall  thy  fpreading  gofpel  reft. 
'Till  thro'  the  world  thy  truth  has  rua^ 
:Tis  Chriithas  all  the  nations  bleft 
That  fee  the  light,  or  feel  the  fun. 

£  G  reat  fun  of  righteoufnefs  arife, 
Blefs  the  dark  world  with  heav'm'y  llght.v: 
Thy  gofpel  makes  the  fimple  wife4, 
Thy  laws  aie  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

6  Thy  nobleft  wonders  here  we  view, 
In  fouls  renewd,  and  fins  forgiv'n  : 
Lord  cleanfe  my  fins,  my  foul  renew^ 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  beav'n. 

JSAI  M  XIX.  To  the  tune  of  the  113th 
Pfalra. 

^     The  book  of  nature  and  fcripture. 

1    /^  PweatGod,theheav'ns  well  order'dframe 
V_X     Declares  the  glories  of  thy  name  : 

There  thy  rich  woiks  of  wonder  mine  j 
A  thoufand  ftarry  beauties  there, 
A  thoufand  radiant  marks  appear 

Of  bound! efs  pow?r  and  Ikill  divine* 

25  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night. 
The  dawning  and  the  dying  light, 

Ledtures  of  heavnjy  wifdom  read  ; 
With  filent  eloquence  they  raife 
Qurthoughts  to  our  Creator's  praile, 

And  neither  found  nor  language  net^ 

P     2r 


42  PSALM    XIX. 

3  Yet  their  divine  inftru&ions  run 
Far  as  the  journies  of  the  fun, 

:nd  ev'ry  nation  knows  their  voice  ; 
The  fun  like  fome  young  bridegroom  dreil, 
Breaks  from  the  chambers  of  the  eaft, 
Rolls  round,  and  makes  the  earth  rejoice= 

4  Where  e*er  befpreads  his  beams  abroad, 
He f""' i!es  arc*  fee  ks  has  maker  God  ; 

All  nat-u  to  (hew  thy  praife  ; 

Thus  G  y  creature  fliines; 

Fair  is  the  book  of  nature's  lines, 

But  fairer  is  thy  book  of  grace, 

Pause. 

5  I  love  the  volumes  of  thy  word  : 
What  light  and  joy  thofe  leaves  afford 

To  fouls  benighted  and  dtftreft ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way  j. 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  foul  to  ftray  : 

Thy  promife  leads  my  foul  to  reft. 

6  From  rhe  difcov'ries  of  thy  Taw 
The  perfect  rules  of  life  I  draw  : 

Thefe  are  my  ftudy  and  delight ; 
Not  honey  fo  invites  the  tafle, 
Nor  gold  that  hath  the  furnace  pafr,f 

Appears  fo  pleafing  to  the  fight. 

*7  Thy  threat'nings  wake  my  flumb'ring  eyes* 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies ; 

But  'tis  thy  bleffed  gofpel  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  confcience  clean, 
Converts  my  foul,  fubdues  my  fin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large  reward. 

f.  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  t 
My  God,  forgive  my  fecret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  bus  reftraia ; 


PSALM    XX.  4$ 

Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  pr^fe, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 
And  book  of  nature  not  in  vain. 

PSALM  XX,    Long  Metre. 

Prayer  and  hope  of  vi£iory. 
For  a  day  of  prayer  in  time  of  war. 

1  ^^JOW  may  the  God  of  pow'r  and  grace 
_L^I      Attend  his  people's  humble  cry  I 
Jehovah  hears  when  Jjr'eJ  prays, 

And  brings  deliverance  from  on  high. 

2  The  name  of  Jacobs  God  defends 
Better  than  fhields  or  brazen  walls  : 
He  from  his  fanclnary  feids 
Succour  and  ftrength  when  Z7<?0  calls. 

3  Well  he  remembers  ail  our  figljs.*;; 
His  love  exceeds  our  bell  deferts  ; 
His  love  accepts  the  facrifice 

Of  humble  groans  and  broken  hearts, 

4  In  h's  falvationis  our  hope, 

And  in  the  name  of  If r  el's  God, 
Our  troops  fhall  lift  their  banners  up, 
Our  navies  fpread  their  flags  abroad. 

5  Some  truft  in  horfes  train'd  for  war, 
And  fome  of  chariots  make  their  boafts  ^ 
Our  fur  eft  expectations  are 

From  thee  the  Lord  of  heav'nly  holts. 
(6  O  may  the  mem'ry  of  thy  name 
Infpireour  armies  for  the  fight  ! 
Our  foes  fhaU  fail  and  die  with  fhame,. 
Or  quit  the  field  witb  fhameful  flight. 

7  Now  fa?e  us,  Lord,  from  flaviih  fear, 
Now  let  our  hopes  be  firm  and  ftrongy 
'Till  thy  faivation  mall  appear, 

And  joy  and  tiiwnph  raafe  the  &9g» 


+4  PSALM     XXL 

PSALM  XXI.    Common   Metre, 

Our  King  is  the  care  of  heaven. 
i  *  I  ^HE  King,  O  Lord,  v/ith  fongs  of  praife 
X      Shall  in  tfiy  ftreogth  rejoice; 
And  bleft  with  thy  falvation,  raife 
To  heav'n  his  chearful  voice. 

2  Thy  fure  defence  thro'  nations  round 

Hhs  fp.read  his  glorious  name  : 
And  his  fuccefsful  actions  crown'd 
Wirh  ma  jelly  and  fame. 

3  Then  let  the  King  an  God  alone 

His  timely  aid  teiy  ! 
Kis  mercy  (hall   fupport  the  throne^ 
Andall  his  wants  fupply. 

4  But  righteous  Lord,. his  ilubborn  foes- 

Shall  feel  thy  dreadful  hand  : 
Thy  vengeful  arm  flia.ll  find  out  thofe 
l  hit  hate  his  mild  command. 

5  When  thou  againft  them  doll  engage* 

Thy  juft,  but  dreadful  doom, 
Shall;  like  a  fiery  oven's  rage, 
1  heir  hopes,  and  them  confume. 

$  TKus,  Lord,  thy  wond'rous  pow'r  declare,- 
And  thus  exalt  thy  fame  ; 
Whilft  we  glad  fongs  of  praife  prepare 
For  thine  almighty  name. 

PSALM  XXL     I-— 9.    Long  Metre. 
Chrift  exulted  to  the  kingdom* 

2  ■    T\4VID  rejoie'd  in  God  his  ftrength, 
*~^  Rais'd  to  the  throne  by  fpecial  grace;, 
But  Chrift  the  Son  appears  at  length, 
Fulfils  'he  triumph  and  the  praife* 

%  How  great  is  the  Meffiah's  joy 

la  the  fahatiofl  of  tby  hand ! 


P  S  A  L  M    XXII.  4§ 

Lord,  thou  hail  rais'd  his  kingdom  high, 
Andgiv'n  the  world  to  his  command. 

3  Thy  goodnefs  grants  what  e'er  he  will, 
Nor  doth  the  leafl  requefl  withhold, 
Ble/Tings  of  lo?e  prevent  him  itill, 
And  crowns  of  glory,  not  of  geld, 

4  Hofiouv  and  majefly  divine 
Around  his  facred  temples  fhine  ; 
Bleft  with  the  fayour  of  thy  face, 
And  length  of  everluiling  days- 

i  Thine  hand  mall  find  out  all  his  foes  \ 
And  as  a  fiery  oven  glows 
With  raging  heat  and  living  coal?, 
So  fhali  thy  wrath  devour  their  fouls. 

PSALM  XXII.     i- 16.     Firfl£*ri, 

Common    Metre. 
The  fufferings  and  death  0/Chrift. 
r  \T7HY  has  my  God  my  foul  forfook* 
W      Nor  will  a  fmile  afford  ? 
(Thus  David  once  in  anguifh  fpoke. 
And  thus  our  dying  Lord.) 

3  5Tho  'tis  my  chief  delight  to  dwell 

Among  thy  praifing  Taint9, 
Yet  thou  can'il  hear  a  groan  as  well* 
And  pity  our  complaints. 

5  Our  fathers  trufted  in  thy  name,. 

And   great  deliv'rance  found  \ 
But  I'm  a  worm  defpis'd  of  men, 
And  trodden  to  the  ground. 

4  Shaking  the  head  they  pafs  me  by, 

And  laugh  my  foul  to  fcorn  ; 
In.  vain  he  trufts  in  Gor>,  thev  cry.. 
NegUcJed  and  fori *jn> 


46  PSALM    XXII. 

5  But  thou  art  he  who  form'd'my  rlei7>, 

By  thine  almighty  word  : 
And  fince  1  hung  upon  the  breaft 
My  hope  is  in  the  Lord* 

6  Why  will  my  Fathei'hide  his  face 

When  foes  ftandthreat'ning  round 
In  the  dark  hour  of  deep  diftrefs, 
And  not  an  helper  found  ? 


7  Behold  thy  darling  left  among 
The  cruel   and  the  proud, 
As  bulls  of  Bafloan  fierce  and  flrongV 
As  liens  roaring  loud. 

%  From  earth  and  hell  my  forrows  meet, 
To  multiply  the  fmart  ; 
They  nail  my  hands,  they  pierce  my  feet,. 
And  try  to  vex  rry  heart. 

9  Yet  if  thy  fov*  reign  hand  let  loofe 
The  rage  of  earth  and  hell, 
WJiy  will  myheav'nly  Father  bruife 
The  Son  he  lovks  fo  well  ? 

io  My  Gcd,  if  poffible  it  be, 
Withhold  this  bitter   cup  ; 
But  I  refign  my  will  to  thee, 
And  drink  the  forrows  up. 

i  f  My  heart  dilToJves  with  pangs  unknown  > 
In  groans  I  waifce  my  breath: 
Thy  heavy  hand  hath  brought  me  down 
Low  as  the  dull  of  death. 

iz  Father,  I  give  my  fpirit  up* 
And  trull  it  in  thy  hand  : 
My  dying  fkih  mall  reft  in  hope,. 
And  rife  at  thy  command. 


PSALM    XXII.  47 

PSALM    XXII.  20,  21,  27—31. 
Second  Part.     Common  Metre. 
Cbrijls  jtirfft 'rings  and  kingdom.' 

1  "    l\JOW 'from  the  roaring  lions  rage, 

*>*      *i  0  Lord:prptt£I  thy  Jon, 

"  Nor  have  ihy  Darling  to  engage 

"  The  pow'rs  of  hell  alone? 

2  Thus  did  the  fufPring  Saviour  pray 

With  mighty  cries  and  tears : 
God  heard  him  in  that  dreadful  day, 
And  chas'd  away  his  fears. 

3  Great  was  the  vicVry  of  his  death. 

His  throne's  exalted  high  : 

And  all  the  kindreds  of  the  earth 

Shall  war/hip,  or  mall  die, 

4  A  numerous  offspring  rouft  arife 

From  his  expiring  groans  ; 

They  fhall  bs  reckon 'd  in  his  eyes 

For  daughters  and  for  ions. 

5  The  meek  and  humble  fouls  mall  fee 

His  table  richly  fpread  ; 
And  all  that  feek  the  Lord  (hall  be 
With  joys  immortal  fed. 

6  Theifles  mall  know  the  righteoufnefs  • 

Of  our  incarnate  God, 
And  nations  yet  unborn  profefs, 
Salvation  in  his  blood. 

PSALM   XXII.     Long  Metre, 
Ckrift's  fufferlngs  and  exaltation. 

1  '^JTOW  let  our  mournful  fongs  record 
1^1      The  dying  forrows  of  our  Lord  ; 
When  he  complained  in  tears  and  blood, 
As  one  forfaken  of  his  God. 

2  The^wx  beheld  h.'  •■  thus  forlorn, 

And  make  their  heads,  and  laugh  in  fcorn; 


48  PSALM    XXHt. 

w  He  refcu'd  others  from   the  grave, 
"  Now  let  him  try  himielf  to  fave. 

3  '*  This  is  the  man  .did  once  pretend 
"  God  was  his  Father  and  his  Friend; 
"  If  God  the  blefied  lov'd  him  fo, 
(t  Why  doth  he  ir.il  to  help  him  now'" 

4.  Barbarous  people  !  cruel  priefts  ! 

'Jew  they  itood  round  like  fav/.ge  beafts; 

Like  lions  gaping  to  devour, 

When -God  had  left  him  in  their  powV. 

5  They  wound  iiis  head,  his  hands,  his  feet* 
'Till  fheams  of  blood  each  ether  meet  ; 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 

And    mock  the  pangs  in  which  he  dy'd. 

6  But  God  his  Father  heard  his  cry  ; 
Raised  from  the  dead  he  reigns  on  high  j 
The  nations  learn  his  righteoufnefs, 
And  humble  fmners  taite  his  grace. 

PSAL  M     XXIII      Long  Metre. 

Cod  our  Shepherd 

1  \  JfY  Shepherd  is  the  living  lord  : 
XVji   Now  {'hall  my  warts  be  well  fupply'd: 
Bis  providence  and  holy  word 

Become  my  fafety  and  my  guide. 

2  In  paftures  where  falvation  grows, 
He  makes  me  feed,  he  makes  me  reft; 
There  living  water  gently  flows, 
And  ali  the  food  divinely  bleft. 

3  My  wand'ring  feet  his  ways  miftake; 
Bur  he  reftores  my  foul  to  peace, 
And  leads  me  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
In  the  fair  path  of  righteoufnefs. 

4  Tho'  I  walk  thro'  the  gloomy  vale, 
Where  death  and  all  its  tenors  are, 


P  3  A  L  M     XXM.  43 

My  Heart  and  hope  fliall  never  fail, 
For  God  my  Shepherd's  with   me  there, 

5  Amidil  the  darknefs  ar*d  the  deeps, 
.Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  flay  , 
Thy  flaff  fuppons  my  feeble  fteps, 
Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 

$  The  fons  of  earth,  and  fons  of  he;!; 

Gaze  at  thy  goodnefs  and  repine 

To   fee  my  table  fpread  fo  well, 

With  living  bread  and  chearful  wine. 
£7   How  I  rejoice  when  on   my  head 

Thy  Spirit  condefcends  to  reft! 
*  *Tis    a  divine   anointing  ihed 

Like  oil    of  gladnefs  at  a  feail, 

•B  Surely  the  mercies  of  the  Lord 
Attend   his  hoafhold  all  their  days  * 
There  will  1 -dwell  to  hear  his  word, 
To  feek  his  face,  and  ling  his  praife.  3 

P.S  A  L  M  XXIII.     Common  Metre, 
1    \  yfY  Shepherd  will  -fupply  my  need? 
IV JL    Jehovah  is  his  name  ; 
In  pailures  frefh  he  makes  me  feed, 
befide   the  living  dream. 

3  He  brings  my  wand'ring  fpirit  back, 
when  I  forfake  his  ways, 
And  leads  me  for  his  mercy's  fake, 
ia  paths  of  truth  and  grace. 

3  When  I  walk  thro'   the  (hades  of  death* 

thy.  prefence  is  my  flay ; 
A  word  cf  thy  fupporting  breath 
drives  all  m^  fears   away. 

4  Thy  hand  in  fpite  of  all  my  foes, 

doth  Hill  my  table  fpread; 
My  cup  with  bleilings  overflows^ 
thine  oil  anoints  my  head* 


£0        PSALM     XXHL 

5  The  furs  provisions  of  my  God 
attend  me  all  my  days  ; 

0  may  thine  houfe  be  mine  abode, 
and  all  my  work  be  praife  ! 

.6  There  would  I  find  a  fettled  reft, 
(while  others  go  and  come) 
No  more    a  ftranger  or  a  gueit, 
but  like  a  child  at  home. 

PSALM    XXIII.     Short  Metre, 

1  HHHE  Lord  my  fhepherd  is, 

JL     I  mail  be  well  funply'd : 
Since  he   is   mine,  and  I  am  his, 
what    can  I  want  befide  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the.  place 
where  heav'nly  pafture  grows, 

Where   living  waters  gently  pafs, 
and   full  falvation   flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  ai1:ray, 

he  doth  my  foul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
for  his  moft  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 
I  cannot   yield   to   fear; 

Tho'  I  mould  walk  thro'  death's  dark  ihade, 
my  Shepherd's  with  me   there. 

5  In  fpite  of  all  my  foes, 
thou  doft   my  table  fpread  ; 

My   cup  with  bleflings  overflows, 
and  joy  exalts   my  head. 

6  The  bounties  of  rhy   love 
mail   crown  my  foIPving  days  ; 

Nor  from  thy  houfe  will  I  remove, 
■nor   ceafe  to  ling  thy  praife. 


P  S  A  L  M    XXIV.  0 

PSALM  XXIV.  Common  Metre* 
Dwelling  with  God. 

1  »TpHE  earth  for  ever  is  the  Lord's, 

X     with   Adam'%  num'rous  race  ; 
He  rais'd  its  arches  o'er  the  floods, 
eand  built  it  on   the   feas. 

2  Bat  who  among  the  fons  of  rnSa 

may   vifit    thins    abode  r 
He  that  hath  hands  from  mifchief  cieaBr 
whcfe  heart  is   right  with  God, 

3  This  is  the  man  may  rife  and  take 

~  the  bleffings  of  his  grace  : 
This  is  the  lot  of  thofe  that  feek 
the  God  of  Jacob's  face. 

4  Now  let  your  fouls  immortal  pow'rs 

to  meet  the  Lord   prepare, 
Lift  up  their  everlafting  doors,, 
the  King  of  glory*s  near. 

5  The  King  of  glory  !  who  can  tell 

the  wonders  of  his  might  ? 
He   rules  the  nations  ;  but   to  dwell 
with  faints  is   his  delight. 

PSALM  XXIV.    Long  Metre. 
Saints  dwell  in  heaven ;  or,  Chrift'x  afiyifion* 

I'nT^HlS  fpacious  earth  is  all  the  Lord's, 
JL  .And  men  and  worms,  and  beafts  and  birds 
He  rais'd  the  building  on  the  feas, 
And  gave  it  for  their  dwelling  place. 

2  But  there's  a  brighter  place  on  high, 
Thy  palace,  Lord,  above  the  Iky  : 
Who  mall  afcend  that  bleft  abode, 
Anjd  dwell  fo  nigh  his  Maker  God  .? 


Sz  PSALM    XXV. 

3  Ke  th&t  abhors  and  fears  to  fin, 

Whofe  heart  is"  pure,  whofe  hands  are  clean, 
Him  fhall  the  Lord  the  Saviour  blefs, 
And  clothe  his  foul  with  righteoufnefs. 

4  Thefeare  the  men,  the  pious  race, 
That  fesk  the  God  of  Jacob's  face  ; 
Thefe  mall  er.joy  the  blifsful  fight, 
ADd  dwell  in   everlafiing  light. 

P  a    u  s   e. 

5  Rejoice,    ye   mining  world,  on  high, 
Behold  the   King   of  Glory's  nigh; 
Who  can  this  King  of  Glory  be  ? 
The  mighty  Lord,  the  Saviour  s  he. 

6  Ye  heav'nly  gates,  your  leaves  difplay, 
To  make  the  Lord  the  Saviour  way  : 
Laden  with  fpoils   of  earth  and  hell, 
The  Conqu'ror  comes  with  God  to  dwell. 

7  Rais'd  from  the   dead  he  goes  before; 
He  opens  heavVs  eternal  door, 

To  give  his  faints  a  bleft  abode, 
Near  their  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

PSALM    XXV.    i -ii.    FirftPart. 

Waiting  for  pardon  and  direclion. 
I    T  LIFT  my  foul  to  God, 

X  rny  truft  is  in  his  name  ; 
Let  not  my  foes   that  feek  my  blood, 

ftill  triumph  in  my  fhame. 

%  Sin    and  the  pow'rs   of  hell 

perfuade  me  to  defpair; 
Lord  make  me  know  thy  cov'nant  well, 

that   I  may  'fcape  the  fnare. 

3  From  the  firft  dawning  light, 

'cill  the  dark  ev'ning  rife, 
For  thy  falvation,  Lord,   I  wait, . 

with  ever  longing  eyes. 


PSALM"    XXV.  5S: 

4  Remember  all  thy   grace, 
and  lead  me  in  thy  truth  ; 

Forgive  the   fins   of  riper   days, 
and  follies  of  my  youth. 

5  The  Lord   is  juft  and  kind, 
the  meek  mail  learn   his  ways,: 

And  ev'ry  humble   finner   find 
the  methods  of  his  grace. 

6  For  his   own  goodnefs  fake3 
he  faves  my  foul  from  ma  me, 

He  pardons   (tho'  my  guilt  be  great) 
thro'  my  Redeemer's  name. 
PSALM  XXV.  1 2, 14, 10, 1 3.  Second  Parti 
Divine   Inftruclion, 

1  \ft7HERE  mal1  the  man  be  found 

VV    that  fears  t'  offend  his  God, 
That  loves  the  gofpeFs  joyful  found, 
and  trembles  at  his  rod  ? 

2  The  Lord  fhall  make  him  know 
the  fecrets  of  his  heart, 

The  wonders  of  his  cov'nant  fnow5 
and  all  his  love  impart. 

3  The  dealings  of  his    hand 
are  truth  and  mercy   ftill, 

With  fuch  as  to  his  cov'nant  ftandj 
and  love  to  do  his  will. 

4  Their  fouls  (hall  dwell   at  eafe 
before  their  Maker's  face  ■• 

Their  feed  (hall  tafle  the  promifesj 
in  their  exteniive  grace. 

PSALM    XXV.     15—22.    Third  Pari, 
Dijrrejs  of  foul:  or>  lackjliding  ond  defer t fan 
1  11   flNE  eyes  and   my  defire 
\V_|     are  ever  to  the  Lord  y 
I  love  to  plead  his  prcroifesy 
•Mad  *eit  upoft  his  word». 


54         PSALM     XXVI. 

2  T&rn,  torn  thee  to  my  foul, 

bring  thy  falvation  near, 
When  will  thy  hand  releafe  my  feet 

out  of  the  deadly  fnare  ? 

3  When  /hall  the  fov'reign  grace 

of  my  forgiving  Gcd 
Reftore  me  from  thofe  dangerous  ways 

my  wand  ring  feet  have  trod  ! 

4  The  tumult  of  my  thoughts 
doth  much  enlarge  my  woe  ; 

My  fpirit  languifhes,  my  heart 
is  defolate  and  low. 

5  With  ev'ry   morning  light, 
my  forrow  new  begins ; 

Look  on  my  anguifh  and  my  pain, 
and  pardon  all  my  fins. 

Pa   use. 
6  Behold  the  hofts   of  hell, 

how  cruel  is  their  hate  ! 
Againlt  my  life  they  rife,  and  join 
their  fury  with  deceit. 

7  O  keep  my  foul  from  death, 

nor  put  my  hope  to  fhame  : 
For  I  have  plac'd  my  only  truft 

in  my  Redeemer's   name. 

*  With  humble  faith  I  wait 

to  fee  thy  face  again  ; 
Of  Jfr'el  it  mall  ne'er  be  faid, 

he  fought  the  Lord  in  vain. 

PSALM    XXVI. 
Self-examinaticn;  or,  evidences  of  grace. 

JUDGE  me,  O  Lord,  and  prove  my  wayg, 
And  try  my  reins,  and  try  my  heart; 
My  faith  upon  thy  promife   flays, 
Hfli  frgra  tky  law  my  fat  depart* 


PSALM    XXYH. 

2  I  hate  to-  walk,   I  hate  to  fit 
With   mefi   of  vanity  and   lies; 
The   fcofFer  and  the  hypocr:te3. 
Are  the  abhorrence  of  mine  eyes* 

3  Aniongil  thy  faints  will  I  appear, 
With  hands  well  waftvd  in  innocence  i 
But  when  I  &and  before  thy  bar, 
The  blood  of  Chrifr.  is  my  defence* 

4  I  love  thy  habitation,  Lord, 

The  temple  where  thine  honour  dwells  5 
There  fnall  I  hear  thy  holy  word, 
And  there  thy  works  of  wonder  teJK 

5  Let  not  my  foul  be  join'd  at  hft: 
With  men  of  treachery  and  blood, 
Since  I  my  days  on  earth  have  paft 
Among  the  faints,  and  near  my  God. 

PSALM  XXVII.    1  -6 .    \  Firfl  Parh 

Ths  church' is  our  delight  and  fafety . 

1  rTT*HE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 

JL     and  my  falvation  too; 
God  is  my  ftrength  ;  nor  will   1  fear 
what  all  my  foes  can  do. 

2  One    privilege  my  heart  defires  ; 

O  grant  me  an   abode 
Among  the  churches^of  thy  faints,, 
the  temples  of  my  God  ! 

3  There   mail  I  offer  my  requefts, 

and  fee  thy  beauty  ftill ; 
Shall  hear  thy  merTages   of  love, 
and  there  enquire  thy  will, 

4  When  troubles  rife,  and  florms  appear* 

there  may  his  children  hide : 
God  has  a  ftrong  pavilion,  where 
he  .mates  rpy  foul  abide. 


SS- 


S$    PS  A  L  M  XXVII.  XXIX. 

5   New  mall  my  head  be  lifted  high 
above  my  fees  around; 
And  fongs  of  jcy  and  victory  ' 
within    thy  temple   found.^ 
P  SALM  XXVII.  8,9,  13,  14.  SecovdPart, 
Prayer  and  hope. 

1  QCCN  as  I  heard  my  Father  fay, 
O     Y*  children  feek  my  grace, 
My  heart  reply'd  without  delay, 

IK  feek    my   Father' t  face. 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

nor  frown  my  foul  away  : 
God  of  my  life,  I  fly  to  thee, 
in  a  diftreffing  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred  near  and  dear. 

leave  me  to  want  or  die, 
My  God  would  make  my  life  his  care, 
and  all  my  need  fupply. 

4  My.  fainting  flefh  had  dy'd  with  giief, 

had  not  my  foul  believ'd 
To  fee  thy  grace  provide  relief, 
nor  was  my  hope  deceiv'd. 

5  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  faints, 

and  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
He'il  raife  your  fpirit  when  it  faints, 
and  far  exceed  your  hope. 

f  T#<?XXViIIthPfalm  has  fcarce  any  thing  nenv,. 
but  'what  is  repeated  in  other  Pjahns.~\ 

PSALM   XXIX. 

Storm   and  thunder, 

1  (T~^  IVE  to  the  Lord,  ye  fon?  of  fame, 
\J    Give  to  the  tcrrd  renown  and  c;vA;, 
Afcube  di     I  ijiQUfs  to  1  1    name, 
And  his  et«uia.J  rmgfrt    . 


PSALM  XXX.  sf 

2.  The  Lord  proclaims  his  pow'r  aloud 
Over  the. ocean  and  the  land  ; 
His  voice  divides  the  wat'ry  cloud, 
And  light'nings  blaze   at  his  command, 

3  He  fpeaks  and  temped,  hail  and  wind, 
Lay  the  wide  foreft  bare  around  : 
The    fearful  hart  and    frighted  hfnd, 
Leap  at  the  terror  of  the  found.. 

4  To  Lebanon  he  turns  his  voice, 
And  lo,  the  Irately  cedars  break; 
The  mountains  tremble  at  the  noifey 
The  vallies  roar,  the  defarts  quake. 

5  The  Lord  fits  fov'reign  on    the  flood, 
The  thund'rer  reigns  forever  King  ; 
But  makes  his  church  his  Weft  abode* 
Where  we  his  awful  glories  fing. 

6  In  gentler  language   there  the  Lord 
The  counfels  of  his  grace  imparts  : 
Amidft  the  raging  ftorm  his  word 
Speaks  peace  and  courage  to  our  hearts. 

PS  A  L  M   XXX.    Firft  Part. 

Su'kntfs  healed  and  [or  row  removed. 

i  TT  Will  extol  thee,  lord,  on  high,      ( 
J[  At  thy  command  difeafes  fly  : 
Who  but  a  God  can  fpeak  and  fave 
From  the  dark  borders  of  the  grave  I 

2. Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  faints  of  his, 
And  tell  how  large  his  goodnefs  is; 
Let  all  your  pow'rs   rejoice  and  blefs*.. 
While  you  record   his  holinefs. 

3  H:s  anger  but    a  moment  flays ; 
His  love  is  life  and  length  of  days  : 
Tho1  grief  and  tears  the  night  employ* 
The  morning-  ftar  reftores  the  joy. 


58      PSALM    XXX,  XXXI. 

PSALM    XXX.    ver.  6.   Second  Part. 
Health,  Jicknefst  and  recovery. 
!IRM  was  my  health,  my  day  was  bright, 


'  T7IRI 

r  At 


ind  I  prefum'd  'twould  ne'er  be  night 
Fondly  I  faid  within  my  "heart, 
"  lleafure  and  peace /ball  ne'er  depart" 

2  But  I   forgot  thine  arm  was    ftrong, 
Which  made  my  mountain  ftand  fo  long  : 
Soon  as  thy  face  began  to  hide, 

My  health  was  gone,  my  comforts  dy'd. 

3  I  cryM'aloud  to  thee,  my  God  ! 

"  What  can*it  thou  profit  by  my  blood  ? 

"  Deep  in  the  duft  can  I  declare 

•■  Thy  truth,  or  fing  thy  goodnefs  there  £ 

4  "  Hear  me,  O  God  of  grace  !   1  faid, 

"  And  bring  me  from  among  the  dead:5* 
Th)  word  rebuk'd  the  pains  I  felt, 
Thy  pard'ning  love  remov'd  my  guilt. 

5  My  groans,  and  tears,  and  forms  of  woe, 
Are  turn'd  to  joy  and  praifes  now  ; 

I  throw  my  fackcloth  on  the  ground, 
And  eafe  and  gladnefs  gird  me  round. 

6  My  tongue,  the  glojjy  of  my  frame, 
Shall  ne*er  be  filent  of  thy  name  ; 

Thy  praife  {hall  found  thro'  earth  and  heav'n, 
For  ficknefs  heal'd  and  fins  forgiv'n. 

PSALM    XXXI.    5,13-19,22,25. 

Firft  Part. 

Deliverance  from  Death* 

1  TNTO   thine  hand,    O  God  of  truth, 
X    my  fpirit    I  commit ; 
Thou  haft  redeem'd  my  foul  from  death, 
and  fav'd  me  from  the  pit. 


PSALM     XXXI.  5g 

%  The  paffions  of  my  hope  and  fear 
maintain' d  a  double  ftriie, 
While  forrow    pain,  and  fin  confpir'd 
to  take  away   my    life. 

3  My  times  are  in  thine  hand,  I  cry'd, 

tho*   I  draw   near  the  duft  : 
Thou  art  the  refuge  where  I  hide, 
the  God  in  whom  I  truft. 

4  O  make   thy  reconciled   face. 

upon  thy  fervant  mine, 
And  fave  me  for  thy  mercy's  faks, 
for  I'm  entirely  thine. 
Pause, 
{5  'Twas  in  my  hafte  my  fpirit  kid, 
1  muji  dejpair  and  die, 
1  am   cut  off  before  thine  eyes  ; 
but  thou  haft  heard  my  cry.] 

6  Thy  goodnefs  how  divinely  free  ! 

how  wond'roiis  is  thy  grace, 
To  thofe  that  fear  thy  majefty, 
and   truft  thy  promifes  ! 

7  O  love  the  Lord,  all  ye  his  faints, 

and  fing  his   praifes  loud : 
He'll  lend   his  ear  to  your  complaints, 
and  recompenfe  the  proud. 

PSALM    XXXI,    7— .13,  18-21. 

Second  Part. 
Deliverance  from  /lander  and  reproach. 

1  "|k  /g"Y  heart  rejoices   in  thy  name, 
IyJl    my  God,  my  help,   my  a^H; 
Thou  haft  prefervM  my  face  from  mame, 

mine  honour  from  the  duft, 

2  "  My  life  is  fpent  with  grief,  I  cry  d, 

"  my  years  confum'd  in  groans, 
«■  My  ftrength  decays,  mine  eyes  are  Jrj'd, 
•*■  and  forrow  waftes  my  6ones." 


60  PS  A  L  M    XXXII. 

3  Among  mine  enemies  my  name 

was  a  mere  proverb  grown, 
While  to  my  neighbour e  I  became 
(01 gotten  and  unknown. 

4  Slander  and  fear  on  ev'ry  fide 

feiz'd  and  befet  me  round  : 

1  to  the  throne  of  grace  reply'd, 
and  fpeedy  refcue   found. 

Pause. 

5  How  great  deliverance  thcu  haft  wrought 

before  the  fons  of  men  ! 
The  lying  lips    to  (Hence  brought, 
and  made  their   boailing  vain  ! 

6  Thy  children,  from  the  flrife  of  tongues, 

ihall  thy  pavilion  hide, 
£!uard  them  from  infamy  and  wrongs, 
a  ad  crulh  the  fons  of  pride. 

7  Within  thy  fecret  prefence,  Lord, 

let  me  for  ever  dwell  ; 
No  fenced  city,  wall'd  and  barr'd, 
fecurcs  a  faint    fo   well. 

PSALM     XXXII.     Short  Metie. 

Forglvenefs  of  fin    upon  confcjjion. 

i    ^V  BLESSED  fouls  are  they, 
X^J     whofe   fins  are  cover'd  o"er  ! 
Divinely   bleft,   to   whom   the   Lord 
imputes   their  guilt  no  more. 

2  They  mourn  their  follies   pad, 
and  keep  their  hearts  with  care  : 

Their  lips  a:.d   lives   without   deceit 
(hall  prove  their  faith  fincere. 

3  While  I  conceaPd  my  guilt, 

I  felt  a  felt' ring  wound, 


PSAL'M     XXXII.         €% 

"'Till  I  confefs'd  my  f.ns  to  thee, 
and  ready  pardon  found. 

jl  Let  finners   learn  to  pray, 

let  faints  keep  near  the  throve  ;, 
Our  help  jn  times   of  deep  diflrefs 
is  found  in  God  alone. 

PSALM    XXXII.    Common  Metre, 

'■Free  pardon    and  fincere   obedience  ;     or, 
confefion    and  forgivenefs* 

HAPPY  the  man -to  whom  his  God 
no  more  imputes  his  fin, 
But  wajVd  in  his  Redeemer's  blood* 
hath  made  his  g,iraicnts  clean  ! 

2  Happy,  beyond  expreflion,  he 

whofe  debts  are  thus  difcharg'd  % 
And  from  the  guilty  bondage  free, 
he  feels  his  foul  enlarg'd, 

3  His  fpirit  hates  deceit  and  lies, 

his  words  are  all  fineeie  : 
He  guards  his  heart,  he  guards  hie-  eye: , 
to  keep  his  conference  clear * 

4  While  t  my  inward  guilt  fiippreft, 

no  quiet  could  I  find  ; 
Thy  wrath  lay,  burning  in  my   bread, 
and  rack'd  my  tortur'd  mind* 

'5  Then  I  confefs'd  my  troubled  thoughts, 
my  fecret  fins  reveal'd  ; 
Thy  pard'ning"  grace  forgave  my  faults, 
thy  grace  my  pardon  feal'd, 

•6  This  mall  invite  thy  faints  to  pray  ;       * 
while  like   a  raging  flood 
Temptations  rife,  our  ilrength  and  ilay 
is  a  forgiving    God. 
V 


Gi         PSALM    XXXII. 

PSALM    XXXII.  Firft  Part.  Long  Metre. 

Repentance  and  free  pardon  ;  or,  jujiificatior: 
and  .fancltjicathn. 

i   TT)LEST  is  the  man,  forever  bleft, 
_J3  Whofe  guilt  is  pardon 'd  by  his  Gods 
Whofe  fins  with  forrow   are  confefs'd, 
Arid  cover'd  with  his  Saviour's  blood. 

2  Blefl  is  the  man  to  whom  the  Lord 
Imputes  not  his  iniquities, 

He  pleads  no   merit  of  reward, 
And  not  on  works,  but  grace  relies. 

3  From  guile  his  heart  and  lips  are  free  ; 
His  humble  joy.  his  holy  fear, 

With  deep    repentance  will  agree, 
And  join  to  prove  his  faith  Jincere. 

4  How  glorious  is  that  righteoufnefs 
That  hides  and  cancels  all  his  iins  ! 
While  a  bright  evidence  of  grace 
Thro'  his  whole  life  appears  and  mines. 

P  S  ALM  XXXII.  Second  Part.  Long  Metre. 

A  guilty  conscience  eafedby  confefficn  and  pardon, 

t    ^T7HILE  I  keep  filence  ?nd  conceal 
V  V    My  heavy  guilt  within  my  heart, 
What  torments  doth  my  conference  feei> 
What  agonies  of  inward  fmart  ! 

2  I  fpread  my  fins  before  the  Lord, 
And  all  my  fecret  faults  confefs  ; 
Thygofpel  fpeaks   a  pard'^JHR  word* 
'Ihy   [Ioty  Spirit  feah  the  grtce. 

3  For  tmVfhall  ev'ry  humble  foul; 
Make  fwitfAdreffes  to  thy  feat  : 
When  floods  of  huge  temptations  ro]ls 
There  fhall  they  find -a  blefl  reti 


?.S  A'L  M     XXXIII."         5$ 

4  How  fafe  beneath  thy  wings  I  lie, 
When  days  grow  dark  and  ftorms  appear  ; 
And   when  I  walk,  thy  watchful  eye 
Shall   guide  me   fafe  from  ev'ry  fnare. 

PSALM     XXXIIL      Firft  Part;    ' 
Works  of  creation  and  providence. 

1  TJ  EJOICE,   yerighte&us,  in  the  L^d, 
X\.     this  work  belongs  to  yon  : 

Sing  of  his  name,  his  ways,  his  word, 
how  holy,  juit  and  true  ! 

2  His   mercy  and  his  righteoufnefs 

let  heav'n  and  earth  proclaim  ; 
His  works  of  nature  and  of  grace 
reveal  his  wond'rous  name, 

3  His  wifdom    and  almighty  word 

the  heav'nly  arches  fpread  ; 
And  by  the  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
their  mining  hofts  were  made, 
a  He  bid  the  liquid  waters  flow 
to  their  appointed  deep  ; 
The  flowing  feas  their  limits  know/ 
and  their  own  ftation  keep. 

5  Ye  recants  of  the  fpacious  earth, 

with  fear  before  him  Hand  : 
He  fpake,  and  nature  took  its   birth, 
ahd  refts  on  his  command. 

6  Fie  fcorns  the  angry  nations  rage, 

and  breaks  their  vain  defigns  ; 
His   counfel   {lands   thro'  ev'ry  age, 
and  in  full    glory  fnines, 
PSAL  M     XXXIII.     Second  Part. 
.     Creatures    vain,  ■  and  Cod  all-fu^cient. 
i   lO  LEST  is  the  nation  where   the  Lord 
XH    hath  flx'd  his  glorious  throne  ; 
Where  he  reveals  his  heav'nly  word, 
and  calls  their  tribes  his  own. 


64  PSALM    XXXIIs. 

2  His  eye,  with  infinite  Purvey, 

does  the  whole  world  behold  ; 
He  form'd  us  all  of  equal  clay, 
and  knows    our  feeble  mould. 

3  Kings  are  not  refcu'd  by  the  force  * 

of  armies  from  thfe.  grave  ; 
Nor  fpeed  nor  courage  of  an  horfe 
can  the  bold  rider  fave. 

4  Vain  is  the  ftrength  of  beafb  or  mtn9 

to  hope  for  fafety  thence  ; 
But  holy  faints  from  God  obtain, 
a  flrong  and  fure  defence. 

5  God  is   their  fear,  and  God  their  truft9 

when   plagues  or  famine  fpread  ; 
His   watchful  eye  fecures  the  juft, 
among  ten  thoufand  dead. 

6  Lords  let  our  hearts  rejoice, 

and  blefs  us  from  thy  throne; 
For  we  have  made  thy  word  our  choice, 
and  truft  thy  grace  alone. 

PSALM    XXXIII.    As  the  irjthPfalr* 

Firfi    Part. 

Wcrks  of    creation    and  providence. 

I  "\7*E  holy  fouls,  in  God  rejoice, 

X     Yoih  Maker's  praife  becomes  your  voice, 
Great  is  your  theme,  your  fongs   be  M 
Sing  of  his  namej  his  word,  his  ways, 
His  Works  of  nature  and    of  grace, 
How   wife  and  holy,  juft  ..and  true  ! 

2.  Juftice  and  truth  he   ever  loves, 

And  the    whole  earth  his  goodnefs  proves, 

Kis  Word  the  heav'nly  arches  fprea^;  ' 
How  wide  they  Iniue  from  north    to  fouth  . 
And  by  the  fpirit  of  his  mouth 

:ry  armies  -mi-.    . 


PSALM    XXXIII.       65 

3  He  gathers    the  wide  flowing  Teas, 
Thofe  wat'ry  treafures  know  their  place 

In   the  vaft  Itore-houfe  of  the  deep  ; 
He  {pake,  and  gave  all    nature  birth, 
And  fires,  and  Teas,  and  heav'n  and  earth, 

His   everlafting  orders  keep. 

4.  Let  mortals  tremble  and  adore 
A   God  of  fuch    refiftlefs  pow'r, 

Nor  dare  indulge  their  feeble  rage : 
Vain  are  your  thoughts,  and  weak  yourhariis* 
But  his  eternal  counfel  ftands, 

And    rules  the  world  from  age  to  age. 

PSALM    XXXIII.  -As  .the- 1 13th  Pfalm, 

'Second    Part. 

Creatures  vain,  and  God  all-fufficient. ' 

3  :/^\  HAPPY  nation,  where  the  Lord 
\^J   Reveals  the  treafures  of  his  word, 

And  builds  his  church,  his  earthly  throne  ! 
His  eye  the   heathen  world   furveys, 
He  form'd  their  hearts,  he  knows  their  ways, 
But  God  their  Maker  is  unknown. 

2  Let  kings  rely  upon  their  hoft, 

And  of  his  ftrength  the  champion  boaft; 

In  vain  they  boaft,  in  vain   rely  ; 
In  vain  we  truft  the  brutal  force, 
Or  fpeed,  or  courage  of  an  horfe,. 

To   guard  his  rider,,  or  to  fly, 

3  The  eye  of  thy  compaffion,  Lord, 
Doth  more  fecure  defence  afford, 

-When  death,  or  dangers  threatening  {land  ; 
Thy. watchful- eye  preserves  thejuft, 
Who  make  thy  name  their  fear  and  tfuftt 

When- wars  or  famine  walk 


66  PSALM    XXXiV: 

4  In  fcknefs  or  the  bloody  f.eld . 
THMi  our  Phyfician,  thou 'our  "fhielct, 
Send  us  ialvation  from  thy  throne 
We  wait  to  fee  thy  gocdnefs  {nine; 
La  us- rejoice  in  help  divine, 
For  all  our  hope  is  Gcd  alone, 

PSALM    XXXIV,  Firfi  Pari,  Long  Metre 
V$d&f  citre  -r'fihe  Sawtjmfiov9  deliver -atree  typrayet 

1  T     ORt)   I  will  blefs  thee  all  my  -Jays, 
j[_J  Thy  praife  (nau  dwell  upon  my  tongue 
'My  foul   ihall  gloiy  in  thy  grace, 

While  faints  rejoice  to  hear  the  long. 

2  Come,  magnify  the  Lord  with  me, 

Come  iet  us  all  exalt  his  name  ; 
I  fought  th*  eternal   God,  and  he 
Has  not  expos'd  my  hope  to  .  ihamc, 

3  I  told  him  all  my  fecret  grief, 

My  fecret  groaning  reachd  his  ears  , 
He  gave  my  inward  pains  relief. 
And  calm'd-  the  tumult  of  my  feais. 

4  To  him  the  poor  lift  up  their  eyes, 
Their  faces  feel  the  heav'nly  mine  ; 
A  beam  of  mercy  from  the  ikies 
Fills  them  with  light  and  joy  divine 

5  His  holy  angels  pitch  their  tents 
Around  the  men  that  ferve  the  Lord  : 
O  fear  and,  love  him,  all  ye  faints, 
Talte  of  his  grace,  and  truft  his  word, 

6  The  wild  young  lions  pinch'd  with  pain 
And   hunger,  roar  thro'  all  the   wood; 
But'none  (hall  feek  the   Lord  in  vain3 

r  want  fupplies  of  real  good. 


PS  A*!;  M"   XXXI V,         6f - 

f  S  A  L  M    XXXIV.     1 1. —  22.    Second  Pari,. 

Long  Metie, 
Religious  education  ;  OTyinfi ructions  of  piety, 

i  ./CHILDREN  in  years  andknowledge  young,  . 
\^_j   Your  parents  hope,  your   parent3  joy, 
Attend  the  cou&fels  of  my  tongue, 
Let  pious   thoughts  your  minds  ,emplby, 

%  If  you  defire  a  length   of  days, 

/And  peace  to  crown  your. mortal  flate, 
Retrain   your  feet  from  finful  ways, 
Your  lips  from   fender  and   deceit. 

3  The  eyes  of  God  regard  his  feints, 
His  ears  are  open  to  their  cries  ; 
tie  fets   his  frowning   face  againft  - 
The  fons  ofrviclence  apd  lie;, 

4  To  humble  fouls  and  broken  hearts,-. 
God  with  his  grace  is  ever  nigh  ; 
Pardon  and  hope  his  love  imparts, 
When  men  -in  deep  contrition  lie. 

%  He  tells  their  tears,  he  counts  their  oroan3?-.-. 
His  Son  redeems  their  fouls  from.. death; 
His  fpirit  heals  their  broken  bones, 
They  in  his  praiie  employ  their  breath. - 

PSALM    XXXIY.    i— ,io.    FirftPari, 

Common  Metre. 
Prayer  and  praife  for  emine?2t  deliverance, 
i  Y'LL  bte is  the  Lord  from  day  to  day; 
JL    how  good  are  ail  his  ways! 
Ye  humble  fouls  that  ufe  to  pray, 
come,  help  my  lips  to  praife. 

2  Sing  to  the  honour  of  his  name, 
how  a  poor  iinner  cry'd, 
Nor  was  his  hope  expos'd  to  fhame$ 
nor  was  his.fcaij-denyML 


P  SAL  M     XXXIV. 

3  When  tbreax'ning  for  rows  round  me  flood, 
and  endJefs  fears  arofe, 
Like  the  loud  billows  of  a  flood, 
redoubling  all  my    woes  ; 

4-1  told  the  Lord   my  fore  diftrefs, 
with  heavy  groans   and  tears  ; 
He  gave  my  fharpeft  torments  eafe, 
and  filenc'd  all  .my  fears. 

Pau  s  e. 

f  $  O  finners,  come  and  tafle  his  lore, 
-    come  learn  his  pleafant  ways, 
And  let  your  own  experience  prove 
the  fweetnefs  -of  his  grace. 

6  He  bids  his  angels  pitch  their  tents 
round  where  his  children  dwell  ; 
What  ills  their  heav'nly  care  prevents, 
no  earthly  tongue  can  tell.] 

f  7  0  love  the  Lord  ye  faints  of  his  t 
his  eye  regards  the  juft  ; 
Iio>v  richly  blefl  their  portion  is 
who  make  the  Lord  their  trull  ! 

$  Young  lions  pinch'd  with  hunger  ro<. 
and  famifh  in  the  wood  ; 
But  God  fupplies  his  holy  poor, 
with  ev'ry  needful  good.] 

?SALM    XXXIV.    ii— 22.   Second  Part- 
Common  Metre. 
Exhortation  to  peace  and  holinefr. 

2  y^lOME,  children,  learn  to  fear  the  Lofd, 
\^_j     and  that  yonr  days  be  }ong, 
Let  not  a  falfe  cr  fpiteful  word 
be  found  upon  your  torgue, 


PSALM    XXXV.  % 

2  Depart  from  mifchief,  pra&ife  love, 

purfue  the  works  of  peace  : 
So  ihall  the  Lord  your  ways  approve, 
aod  fet  your  fouls  at  eafe. 

3-  His  eyes  awake  to  guard  the  juft, 
his  ears  attend  their  cry ; 
When  broken  fpirita  dwell  in  duft,- 
the  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 

4  Whattho'  the  forrows  here  they  taft« 
are  fharp  and  tedious  too. 
The  Lord  who  faves  them  at  the  iaft9 
is  their  fuppcrter  now. 
j  Evil  fhall  frmte  the  wicked  dead  ; 
but  God  fecures  his  own  ? 
Prevents  the  mifchief  when  they  Aide, 
or  heals  the  broken  bone, 

6  When  deflation,  like  a  flood, 
o'er  the  proud  firmer  rolls, 
Saints  find  a  refuge  in  their  Godj 

for  he  redeems  their  fouls. 
PSALM    XXXV.    1—9.    Flrft  Part 
Prayer -and  faith  of  perfecuttd  faints  i  cay. 

Imprecations  mint  with  charity, 
I  1^1  OW  plead  my  caufe,  almighty  God^ 
J.^1     with  all  the  fona  of  ftrife  ; 
And  fight  againft  the  men  of  blood, 
who  %ht  againll  my   life. 

3  Draw  out  thy  fpear  and  fto^  their  way,  . 

lift  thine  avenging  rod  ; 

.  But  to  my  foul  in  mercy  h^} 

I  am  thy  Saviour  God. 

3  They  plant  their  fnares  to  catch  my  icciy 
and  nets  of  mifchief  fpread  ; 
Plunge  the  deftroyers  in  the  pit 
that. their  own  hands  have  made, 


70  PSA  LM   XXXV. 

4  Let  fogs  and  darknefs  hide  their  way, 

and  flipp'ry  be  their  ground  ; 
Thy  wrath  /hall  make  their  lives  a  prey, 
and  all  their  rage  confound. 

5  They  fly  like  chaff  befo*  the  wind, 

before  thine  angry  breath ; 
The  angel  of  the   Lord  behind 
purfues  them  down  to  death. 

6  They  Jove  the  road  that  leads  to  hell  -9 

then  let  the  rebels  die, 
Whofe  malice  is  implacable 
againft  the  Lord  on  high. 
y  But  if  thou  haft  a  chofen  few 
amongft  that  impious  race, 
Divide,  them  from  the  bloody  crew 
by  thy  furprifing  grace. 
8  Then  will  I  raife  my  tuneful  voice 
to  make  thy  wonders  known  : 
In  their  falvation  I'll  rejoice, 
and  blefs  thee  for  my  own. 

PSALM  XXXV.  12,  13, 14.  Second  Part. 
Love  to  enemies  ;     or,    the  love  of  Chr'tft  ts 
firtners    typified  in   David. 
3   "FjEflOLD  the  love,  the  gen'rous  love, 
X3     that  holy  David  mows  ; 
Hark  how   his  founding  bowels  move 
to  his  afflicted  £oe3  ! 
%    .  7hen  they  are  fick,  his  foul  complainSj 
and  feems  to  feel  the  {mart ; 
The  fpirit  06  the  gofpel  reigns, 
and  melts  his   pious  heart. 
low-did  his  flowing   tears  condole 

as  for  a  brother  dead  ! 
Aiid  fafting  mortify'd  his  foul, 
while  for  their  life  he  pray'd. 


PSAL'M    XXXVI.        7i 

,*•:.  They  groan'd  and  curft  him  on  their  bed? 
^yet  flill  he  pleads  and  mourns. ; 
And  double  bleffings  on  his  head 
the  righteous  Lord  returns. 

.5  O  glorious  type  oifcieav'nly  grace ; 
thus  Chrift  the  Lord  appears ; 
WhiJe  finners  curfe,  the  Saviour  .prgyr? 
and  pities  their*  with  tears. 

6  He  the  true  David>  Ifrelh   King, 
bleft  and  belov'd  of  God, 
To  fave  us  rebels  dead  in  fin, 
paid  hisfe-wn  deareft  blood. 

PSAL  xVI    XXXVI.  '   Long  Metre. 

"The  perfeflions  and  providance  of  God  \    or^ 
general  providence  and  fpecial  grace* 

J'  TJIGH  in  the  heav'ns,  eternal  God,. 
JCi  ThT  goodnefs  in  full  glory  mines  : 
Thy  truth  fhall  break  thro*  ev'ry  cloud 
That  .va-iis.and  darkens   thy  defigns, 

%  For  ever  firm   thy  juitice  fknds, 
As  mountains  their  foundations  keep; 
Wife  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands, 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

*,  Thy  providence  is  kind  and -large, 
Both  man  and  beafi;  thy  bounty  mare  % 
The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
Sut  faints  are  thy  peculiar    care.. 

4  My  God  !   how  excellent  thy  grace, 
Whence    all   our  comfort  fprings  ! 
The  fons  of  Adam  in  diiirefs 

Fly  to  the  lhadow  of  thy  wings. 

5  From  the  provifions  of  thy  houfe 
We  mall  be  hd  with  fweet  repaft  ? 
There  mercy  like  a, river  flows, 
And  brings  faWatipn  to  our  tafte.* 


7a         PSA  L  M    XXXVI. 

-^  Life  like  a  fountain  rich  and  fre?, 
Springs  from  the  prefence  of  the   Lo 
And  in  thy  light  our  fods.  (hall    fee 
The  glories  promis"d   in  thy  word. 

P  SALM    XXXVI     i.  2i  5,  6,  7,  9. 

Common  Metre. 

P  radical  Atheifm  expefed  ;  or,  The  being  and 
attributes  of  God  ajjerted. 

WHEN  men  grow,  bold  in  wicked  ways, 
and  yet  a  God  they  own, 
My  heart  within  me  often  fays, 

their  thoughts  believe,  there" s  none. 

.  2  Their  thoughts  and  ways  at  once  declare 
(whate'er  their  lips  profefs) 
God  hath  nc  wrath   for  them  to  fear, 
nor  will  the)'  feek  his   grace. 

3  What  ftrange  felf  ilatt'ry  blinds  their  eyes; 

but  there's  a  hail'ning  hour, 
When  they   (hail  fee  with  fore  furprife, 
the  terrors  of  thy  pow'r. 

4  Thy  juftice  (hall  maintain  it's  throne, 

tho'   mountain  melt  away  : 
Thy  judgments  are  a  world  unknown, 
a  deep  unfathom'd  fea. 

c  'Above  thefe  heav'ns  created  round?. 
thy  mercies,  Lord,  extend  ; 
Thy  truth  out  lives  the  narrow  bounds 
where  time  and  nature  end. 

6  Safety  to  man  thy  goodnefs  brings, 

nor  overlooks  the  beaft  ; 
Beneath  the  fhadow  of  thy  wings 

t  >y   children  chute  to  reft, 
y  For  thee,  when  creature-flreams  run  low , 

and  mortal  comfors  die, 


P  S  ALM    XXXVL        73 

Perpetual  fprings  of  lift  (hail  flaw, 
and  raife  our  pleafures  high, 

8  Though  all  created  light  decay, 
and  death  elofe  up  our  eyes, 
Thy  prefence  makes  eternU  day, 
where  clouds  can  never  rife.] 

PSALM    XXXVL  17    Short Mme, 

The  wicksdneftofman  and  the  majejfy  $fG§dj 
or,  pr.ift;cal  Athtifm  enpofed* 
1    €T7blEN  man  grows  bold  in  Cm, 
W     rny  h^art  within  me  erieg, 
He  hath  no  faith  of  God  within, 
nor  fear  before  hh  eyes. 

£2  He  walks  a  while  conceal'd 

in  afelf-flatt'ring  dream, 
Till  his  dark  crimes,  at  once  re>eal'&? 

expofe  his  hateful  name  ]  . 

j  His  heart  is  falfe  and  foul, 
his  words  are  fmooth  and  fair  ; 

Wifdom  is  baniih'd  from  his  foul, 
and  leaves  no  goodnefs  there. 

4  He  plots    upon  his  b.ed, 
new  mifchiefs  to  fulfil,; 

Hefets  his  heart,  and  hand,  and  hea.d, 
to  praclife  all  that's  ill. 

5  But  there's  a  dreadful  God, 
though  men  renounce  his  fear  : 

His  juttice,  hid  behind  the  cloud, 
fhall  one  great  d  y  appear. 

6  His  truth  tranieends   the    fky, 
in  heav'rr    his  meicies  d\ve;  ; 

Deep  as  the  fea  his  judgments  'ii?f 
his  anger  burns  to  heii. 
*G 


74  PSALM    XXXVII. 

7  How  excellent  his  love, 

whence  all  our  fafety  fptings  ! 
O  never  let  my  foul  remove 
from  underneath  his  wings. 
P'SALM   XXXVIL     i— 15.    FirftPart. 

The  ewe  of  envy,  fretfdneft  and  unbelief ;  or, 
the  rewards  of  the  righteous  and  the  wicked; 
or,  the  'world's  hatred  and  the  faints  patience. 
I   \7C/^Y  fhould  I  vex  my  foul,  and  fret 
Y  V       to  fee  the  wicked  rife  ? 
Or  eqvy  finners  waxing  great 
by  violence  and  lies  ! 
t   As  fiow'ry  grafs  cut  down  at  noon, 
before  the  ev'ning  fades, 
So  fha!J  their  glories  vaniih  foon, 
in  everhfting  fhades. 

3  Then  let  me  make  the  Lord  my  truft, 

and  practife  all  that's  good  : 
So  fhall  I  dwell  among  the  juil, 
and  he'll  provide  me  food. 

4  I  to  ray  God   my  ways  commit, 

and  chearful  wait  bis  will  • 
Thy  hand  which  guides  my  doubtful  fett4 
fh<il  my  defires  fulfil. 

5  Mine  innocence  ftult  thou  difplay, 

and  make  thv  judgments  known, 
Fair  as  the  light  of  dawning  day, 
and  glorious  as  the  noon. 

$  The  meek   at   laft  the  earth  pofTefs, 
and  are  the  heirs  of  heav*n  ; 
True  riches,  with  abundant  peace, 
to  humble  fouls   are  giv'n. 
Pause. 
7  Reft  in  the  Lord,  and  keep  his  way, 
jigr  let  your  anger  life, 


PSALM    XXXV1L         75 

Tho'  Providence  mould  long  delay 
to  punifh  haughty  vice. 

I  Let  finners  join  to  break  their  peace, 
and  plot,  and  rage  and  foam  ; 
The  Lord  derides  them,  for  he  fees 
their  day  of  vengeance  come. 

9  They  have  drawn  out  the  threat'ning  fwordr 

have  bent  the  murd'rous  bow, 
To  flay  the  men  that  fear  the  Lord, 
and.  bring  the  righteous  low. 

10  My  God  (hall  break  their  bows  and  burn 

their  perfecuting  darts, 
Shall  their  own  fwords  againft  them  turn, 
and  pain  furprife  their  beans. 

PSA  LM  XXXVH.  16,  21,  26-31. 

Second  part. 

Charity  to  the  poor  ;  or,  Religion  in  wordf 

and  deeds. 

1  \T7HY  do  the  wealthy  wicked  boafU 

VV      and  grow  profanely  bold  I 
The  meaneft  portion  of  the  juft, 
excels  the  Goner's  gold. 

2  The  wicked  borrows  of  his  friends, 

but  ne'er  defigns  to  pay  : 
The  faint  is  merciful,  and  lends, 
nor  turns  the  poor  away. 

3  His  alms  with  lib'ral  heart  he  ffiveS 

amongft  the  fons  of  need  ;   * 
His  mem'ry  to  long  ages  lives, 
and  ble(Ted  is  his  feed. 

4  His  lips  abhor  to  talk  profane, 

to  (lander  or  defraud  ; 
His  ready  tongue  declares  to  meiv 
what  he  has, leaned  of  God, 


?6        PSALM    XXXVH. 

I  The  law  and  gofpel  of  the  Lord 
deep  in  his  heart  abide  ; 
Led  by  the  fpirit  and  the  word, 
h\§  feet  mall  never  Aide. 
6  When  finners  fall  the  righteous  ftand, 
pfefir v*d  from  ev'ry  fnare  ; 
They  /hall  pr.ffefs  the  promis'd  land, 
and  dwell  forever  there. 
PSALM  XXXVil.  23—37.   Third  Part. 
^hiwiy  and  end  of  the  righteous  and  the  wicked* 

1  1^  ftX  God,  the  fteps  of  pious  men 
iVJL    are  order'd  by  thy  will  ; 
Though  they  fhould  fall,  they  rife  again, 

thy  hand  fupports  them  ftill. 

2  The  Lord  delights  to  fee  their  ways, 

their  virtue  he  approves  ; 
He'il  ne'er  deprive  them  of  his  grace, 
nor  leave  the  men  he  loves. 

3  The  heav'nly  heritage  is  theirs, 

their  portion  and  their  home: 
He  feeds  them  now,  and  makes  them  heirs 
of  bleflings  long  to  come. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  fons  of  men, 

nor  fear  when  tyrants  frown; 
Ye  mall  confefs  their  pride  was  vain, 
when  juftice  cafts  them  down. 
Pause. 

5  The  haughyr  firmer  I   have   feen, 

not  fearing  man  nor  God, 
Like  a  tall  bay-tree,  fair  and  green, 
fpreading  his  arms  abroad. 

€  And  lo,  he  van/'fh'd  from  the  ground, 
deffooy'd  by  hands  unfeen  ; 
Nor  root  nor  branch,  nor  leaf  was  found, 
where  all  that'pride  had  been. 


PSALf    XXXVIII.       77 

7  But  raaik  the  man  of  righteoufnefs, 
his  feveral  ileps  attend  ; 
True  pleafure  runs  thro'  all  his  ways, 
and  peaceful  is  his  end. 

PSALM    XXXVIII. 

Guilt  of  confcience  and  relief;  or,  Repentance 

and  prayer  for  pardon  and  health. 
i     A  MIDST  thy  WFath  remember  love, 
f\     reftore  thy  fervant,  Lord, 
Nor  let  a  father's  chaft'ning  prove 
like  an  avenger's  fword. 
i  Thine  arrows  ftick  within  my  heart, 
my  fk-fh  is  forely  pi  eft  ; 
Between  the  forrow  and  the  fmart3 
my  fpirit  finds  no  nft. 

3  My  fins  a  heavy  load  appear, 

and  o'er  my  head  are  gone ; 

Too  heavy  they  for  me  to  bear, 

too  hard  for  me    t'  atone. 

4  My  thoughts  are  like  a  troubled  feas 

my  head  ftill  bending  down  ; 
And  I  go  mourning  all  the  day 
beneath  my  Father's  frown. 

5  Lord,  I  am  weak  and  broken  fore,. 

none  of  my  pow'rs  are  whole; 
The  inward  anguifh  makes  me  roar,* 
the  anguifh  of  my  foul. 

6  All  my  deflre  to  thee  is  known* 

thine  eye  counts  ev'ry  tear, 
And  ev'ry  figh  and  ev'ry  groan 
is  notic'd  by  thine  ear. 

7  Thou  art  my  God,  my  only  hope* 

my  God  will  hear  my  cry, 
My  God  wili  bear  my  fpirit  up* 
when  Satan  bids  me  die. 
Q  z 


78  PSALM     XXXIX, 

[8  My  foot  is  ever  apt  to  Aide, 
my  foes  rejoice  to  fee't ; 
They  raife  their  pleafure  and  their  pride, 
when  they  fupplant  my  feet. 

9  But  I'll  confefs  my  guilt  to  thee, 

and  grieve  for  al!  my  fin ; 
I'll  mourn  how  weak,  my  graces  be, 
and  beg  fupport  divine. 

10  My  God,  forgive  my  follies  paft, 

and  be  forever  nigh  ; 
O  Lord  of  my  faivation  hafte, 
before  thy  fervant  die.] 

PSALM    XXXIX.     i,  2,  3.    Fir/?  Part. 

Watchfulneft    over  the   tongue  ;    or,  Prudence 

and  zeal. 

1  nn HUS  I  refolv'd  before  the  Lord, 

JL      "now  will  I  watch  my  tongue, 
w  Left  I  let  flip  one  (ingle -word, 
"  to  do  my  neighbour  wrong." 

2  And  if  V.m  e'er  conftrain'd  to  ftay 

with  men  of  lives  profane, 
I'll  fet  a  double  guard  that  day, 
nor  let  my  talk  be  vain. 

£  I'll  fcarce  allow  my  lips  to  fpeak. 
the  pious  thoughts  I  feel, 
Left  fcofTers  mould  th'  occafion  take, 
to  mock  my  holy  zeal. 

4  if et  if  fome  proper  hour  appear, 
I'll  not  be  over -aw'd, 
But  let  the  fcoffing  Tinners  hear- 
that  I  can  fpeak  for  God. 
PSA  L  M.  XXXIX.  4>  S>*  7-  Second  Part. 

The  vanity  of  man  as  mortal. 
*.  npEACH  me  the  meafure  of  my  days, 
JL    *h©u  maker  of  my  frame  ; 


P  S  A  L  M-    XXXIX.        79- 

I  would  furvey  life's  narrow  fpace, 
and  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

v  A  fpan  is  ail  that  we  can  boafl, 
an  inch  or  two   of  time  ; 
Man    is  but  vanity  and  dull, 
in  all  his  flow'i  and  prime. 

3  See  the  vain  race  of  mortals  mo? e 

like  fhadows  o'er   the   plain, 
They  rage  and  ftrive  defire  and  love, 
but  all  their  noife  is  vain. 

4  Some  walk   in  honour's  gaudy  mow, 

ibme  dig  for  golden  ore, 
They  toil  for  heirs  they   know  nqj-wh'o, 
and  ftraight  are   feen  no  more. 

5  What  could   I'wim  or  wait  for  then 
,    from  creatures,  earth  and  duil  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain,. 

and  difappoint  our  truft. 

6  Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 

my  fond  deli  res  recall  : 
I  give  my  mortal  int'reft  up, 
and  make  my  God  my  All. 

PSALM  XXXIX.  9—13.  Third  Part, 

Sick-bed  devotion;  or,  Pleading  without  repining* 

i  f>  OD  of  my  life,  look  gently  down, 
V-J   behold  the  pains  I  feel ; 
But  I  am  dumb  before  thy  throne, 
nor  dare  difpute  thy  will; 

3.  Difeafes  are  thy  feryants,  Lord^ 
they  come  at  thy  command, 
I?ll  not  attempt  a  rauim'ring  wordt 

sgai&ft  .thy  chaiVning  hand. 


So  PSALM     XL 

3  Yet  may  I  plead  with  humble   cries, 

remove  thy  fharp  rebukes; 
My  ftrength  confumes,  my  fpiiit  dies, 
through  thy  repeated  ftrokes. 

4  Crufh'd  as  a  moth  beneath  thy  hand, 

we  moulder  to  the  duft  ; 
Our  feeble  pow'rs  can  ne'er  withfland, 
and  all  our  beauty's  loft. 

[5  This  mortal  life  decays  apace, 
how  foon  the  bubble's  broke  ? 
Adam  and  all  his  num'rous  race, 
are  vanity  and  (moke.] 

6  I'm  but  a  fojourner  below, 

as  all  my  fathers  were  ; 
May  I  be  well  prepar'd  to  go, 
when  1  the  fummons  heaT  i 

7  But  if  my  life  be  fpar'd  a  while 

before  my  laft  remove, 
Thy  praife  mall   be  my  bus'nefs  ftili* 
and  I'll  declare  thy  love. 

PSALM   XL.    1,  2,  3,  5,  17.  Firft  Part. 

Common  Metre. 
A  fong  of  deliverance  from  great  diftrefs< 
l  T  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord, 
X     he  bow  d  to  hear  my  cry  ; 
He  faw  me  refting  on  his  word, 
and  brought  falvation  nigh. 

2.  He  rais'd  me  from  a  horrid  pit, 
where  mourning  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  bonds  releas'd  my  feet, 
deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

•  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  flandj 
and  taught  my  chearful  tongue 
To  praife  the  wonders  of  his  hand,, 
in  a  new  thankful  fongo 


PSALM    XL.  ft 

4  I'll  fpread  his  works  of  grace  abroad; 

the  faints  with  joy  (ha I'  hear. 
And  finners  learn  to  make  my  God 
their  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love  J 

thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great  ! 
We  have  not  words  nor  hours  enough 
their  numbers  to  repeat. 

6  When  I'm  afflicled,  poor  "and  low, 

and  light  and  peace  depart, 
My  God  beholds  my  heavy  woe, 
and  bears    me  on  bis   heart. 

PS  A  L  M     XL.     6—9.     Second  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

The  incarnation   and  facrifice  of  Chrift. 

1  HT^HUS  faith  the  Lord,  "Your  work  is  vaic* 

X        "  give  your  burnt-off'rings  o'er, 
*  In  dying  goats,  and  bullocks   {lain, 
"  my  foul  delights  no  more." 

2  Then  fpake  the  Saviour,  "  Lo,  I'm  here, 

44  my  God,  to  do  thy  will  ; 
«'  Whateer  thy  facred  books  declare 
"  thy  fervant  fhall  fulfil. 

$  **  Thy  Saw  is  ever  in  my  fight, 
**  I  keep  it  near  my  heart  : 
"  Mine  ears  are  open'd  with  delight, 
"  to  what  thy  lips  impart." 

4  And  fee,  the  bleft  Redeemer  comes, 

th'  eternal   Son  appears, 
And  at  th'  appointed  time  aflumea 
the  boiy  God  prepares. 

5  Much  he  reveal  'd  his  Father's    grace, 

and  much  his  truth  he  (hew'd, 
And   preach'd  the  way  of  righteoufnefSj 
where  great  affemblies  flood. 


U  PSALM    XL. 

II 

6  His  Father's  honour  touch'd  his  heart, 
he  pity'd  finners  cries, 
And  to  fulfil  a  Saviour's  part, 
was  made  a  facrifice . 

P    A     V     S     E. 

f  No  blood  of  beafts  on  altars  fhed, 
could  warn    the  conference  clean ; 
But  the  rich  facrifice  he  paid, 
atones  for  all  our  fin. 

%  Then  was  the  grea;  falvation  fpread, 
and  Satan's  kingdom  (hook; 
Thus  by  the  woman's  promis  d  feed 
the  ferpent's  head  was  broke. 

PSALM    XL.    5— 10.    Long  Metre. 
Chrift    our  facrifice. 
i  *  I  ^HE  wonders  Lord,  thy  love  has  wrought, 
X    Exceed  our  praife,furmount  our  thought ; 
Should  I  attempt  the  long  detail, 
My  fpeech  would  taint,  my  numbers  fail. 

2  Np  blood   ofbeafts    on  altars  fpilt, 

Can  cleanfe  the  fouls  of  men  from  guilt ; 
But  thou  haft  fet  before  our  eyes 
An  all-fufricient  facrifice. 

3  Lo  !  thine  eternal  Son  appears, 
To  thy  defigns  he  bows  his   ears  ; 
A  (Fumes,  a  body  well  prepar'd, 

And  well   performs  a  work  fo  hard. 

4  ««  Behold  I  come,  (.the    Saviour  criejk, 

With  love  and  duty  in  his  eyes) 
ct  I  come  to  bear  the  heavy  load 
**  Of  fins,  and  do  thy  will,  my  God. 

5  ■•  'Tis  written  in  thy  great  decree, 
"  'Tis  in  thy  book  foretold  of  me, 
"  I  rauft  fulfil  the  Saviour's  part, 
"  And  lo  !  thy  law  is  in  my  heart. 


PSALM     XLL  XLII.       83 

6  "  I'll  magnify  thy  holy  law, 

"  And  rebels  to  obedience  draw, 

"  When  on  my  crofs  I'm-  lifted  high, 

"  Or  to  my  crown  above  the  fky. 

7  "  The  fpirit  mall  defcend  and  {how 

'  **  What  thou  hafl  done,  and  what  I  do  • 
"  The  wond'riog  world  (hall  iearn  thy  grace, 
"  Thy  wifdora  and  thy   rigbteoufnefs." 

PSALM    XLL    i,  2,  3. 
Charity  to  the  poor  j  or.  Pity  to  the  afflifted* 

1  TJ  LEST  is  the  man  whcfe  bowels  move, 
JD  And  melt  with  pity  to  ibe  poor; 
Whofe  foul  by  fympathizmg  love, 

Feels  what  his  fellow-faints  endure. 

2  His  heart  contrives   for  their  relief. 
More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do  ; 
He  in  the  time  of  gen'ral  grief, 

Shall  find  the  Lord  has  bowels  too. 
I  His  foul  mail  live  fecure  on  earth, 
With  fecret  bleflings  on  his  head, 
When  drought,  and  peftilence  ar;d  dearths 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

4  Or  if  he  languifii  on  his   couch, 
God  will  pronounce  his  fins  forgiv'n  ; 
Wil<  fave  him  with  a  healing  touch, 
Or  take  his  willing  foui  to  heav'n. 

PSALM    XLII.     i~5.     Firft  Part. 

Defection  and  hope  ;  or,  Complaint  of  abfencs 
frotn  public  nuorjktp. 

1   WP^^  earneft  longings  of  the  mind, 
Vy      my  God  to  thee  f  look; 
So  pants  the  hunted  hart  ro  find 
an^tafte  thg  cooling  brook, 


84  PSALM    XLU. 

2  When  (h^ll  I  fee  thy  courts  of  grace, 

and  meet  my  God  again  ? 
So  lor.'g  an  r.bie!  ce   from  thy  face 
my  heart  endures  with  pain. 

3  Temptations  vex  my  weary  foul, 

and  tears  are  my  repair.; 
The  foe  -infult*.  without  controul, 
And  where  j  your  Cod  at  laft  * 

4  'Tis  with  a  mournful  pleafure  now 

I  think  on  ancient  days  ; 
Then  to  thy  houfe  did  numbers  go, 
and  all  our  work  was  praife. 

5  But  why,  my  foul,  funk  down  fo  far 

beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
Why  do  my  thoughts  indulge  defpair, 
and  fin  ^gainft  my  God  ? 

6  Hope  in  the  Lord,  whofe  mighty  hand 

can  all  thy  woes  remove  ; 
For  I  mail  yet  before  him  find, 

and  fing  restoring  love. 
PSALM    XLII.    6-M.   Second  Part. 
s    Melancholy  thoughts  removed ;    or,   Hope  in 
JfflSIton. 
l   "\  4*Y  fpirit  finks  within  me,  Lord, 
iVL   But  I  will  call  thy  name  to  mind, 
And  times  uf  pall  diftvefs  record, 
When  I  have  found  my  God  was  kind, 
f  Huge  troubles  with  tumultous  noife, 
Swell  lik£  a  fea,  and  round  me  fpread; 
Thy  water-fpouts  drown  all  my  joys, 
And  rifing  waves  roll  o'er  my  head. 
3  Yet  will  the  Lord  command  his  love, 
When  I  addrefs  his  throne  by  »  ay, 
N  r  in  the  night  his  grace  remove, 
The  night  mall  hear  me  fing  and  pray. 


PSALM    XLIV.       if 

4  I'll  caft  myfelf  before  his  feet, 

And  fay,  *«  My  God,  my  heav'nly  rock, ' 

*c  Why  doth  thy  love  fo  long  forget 

•«  The  foul  that  groaas  beneath  thy  llrcke  ?** 

5  I'll  chide  my  heart  that  finks  fo  low, 
Why  mould  my- foul  indulge  her  grief? 
Hope  in  the  Lord,  and  pr-aife  him  too  ; 
He  is  my  reft,  my  fure  relief. 

6  Thy  light  and  truth  fhal!  guide  me  ftilJ, 
Thy  word  mail  my  bell  thoughts  employ, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heav'nly  hill, 

My  God,  my  moll  exceeding  joy. 

PSALM    XLIV.  i.  3,  8,  15 26\ 

¥ke  Church's  complaint   in  pcrfecution. 

1  1        ORD,  we  have  heard  thy  works  of  old, 

I    j   Thy  works  of  pow'r  and  grace, 
When  to  our  ears  our  fathers  told 
The  wonders  of  their  days. 

2  How  thou  didft  build  thy  churches  here, 

And  make  thy  gofpel  known  ; 
Amongll  them  did  thine  arm  appear, 
Thy  light  and  glory  fhone. 

5  In  God  they  boafted  all  the  day. 
And  in  a  chearful  throng 
Did  thoufands  meet  to  praife  and  pray, 
And  grace  was  all  their  fong. 

4  But  now  our   fouls  are  feiz'd  with  ihame, 
Confufion  fills  our  face, 
To  hear  the  enemy  blafpheme, 

And  fools  reproach  thy  grace. 
Yet  have  we  not  forgot  our  God, 
Nor  h\(t\y  dealt  with  heav'n, 
JSTor  have  our  fteps  declin'd  the  roal 
?©f  duty  thou  ha#  gi?'n.j 
M 


86         PSALM    XLV. 

6  Though  dragons  all  around  us  roar 

With  their  deftruclive  breath, 
And  thine  own  hand  has  bruis'd  us  fore, 
Hard  by  the  gates  of  death. 

Pause. 

7  We  are  expos'd  all  day  to  die 

As  martyrs  for  thy  caufe, 
As  fheep  for  flanghter  bound  we  lie, 
By  fharp  and  bloody  laws. 

&  Awake,  arife  almighty  Lord, 

Why  fleeps  thy  wonted  grace  ! 
Why  mould  we  look  like  men  abhor'd, 
Or  banifh'd  from  thy  face. 

9  Wilt  thou  forever  caft  us  off, 
And  ftill  negleft  our  cries  ? 
For  ever  hide  thine  heav'nly  love 
From  our  afflicted  eyes  ? 

io  Down  to  the  duft  our  foul  is  bow'd. 
And  dies  upon  the  ground  ; 
Rife  for  our  help,  rebuke  the  proud, 
And  all  their  pow'r  confound. 

II  Redeem  us  from  perpetual  fhame, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  God  ; 
We  plead  the  honours  of  thy  name, 
The  merits  of  thy  blood. 

PSALM     XLV.     Short  Metre. 

The  glcyy  rfChrifi  ;  the  fuccefs  of  tfo  go/pel,  and 
the  Gentile  church. 

i    T\  /[  Y  Saviour  and  my  King, 
j_\j^      Thy  beauties  are  divine  ; 

Thy  lips  with  bleffings  overflow, 
And  ey'ry  grace  is  thine. 

2  Now  make  thy  glory  known  ; 
Gird  on-  thy  dreadful  fwerd, 


PSALM     XLV.  f? 

And  ride  in  msjefty  to  fpread 
The  conquefts  of  thy  word. 

3  Strike  through  thy  ftuFborn  foes, 
Or  melt  their  hearts  t'  obey  ; 

While  juftice,  meeknefs,  grace,  and  truth, 
Attend  thy  glorious  way. 

4  Thy  laws,  O  God,  are  right  ; 
Thy  throne  fhall  ever  ftand  ; 

And  thy  victorious  gofpel  proves 
A  fcepter  in  thy  hand. 

-[5  Thy  Father  and  thy  God, 

Hath  without  meafure  filed 
His  Spirit,  like  a  joyful  oil, 

T'  anoint  thy  f acred  head.] 

[6  Behold  at  thy  right  hand 

The  Gentile  church  is  feen,  _ 
Like  a  fair  bride  in  rich  attire, 

And  princes  guard  the  Queen. 

7  Fair  bride,  receive  his  love, 

Fprget  thy  father's  houfe  ; 
Forfake  thy  gods,  thy  idol  gods, 

And  pay  the  Lord  thy  vows.] 

3  O  let  thy  God 'and  King, 

Thy  fweeteft  thoughts  employ  ; 
Thy  children  fhall  his  honour  fing 

In  palaces  of  joy. 

PSALM     XLV.     Common  Metre. 

The  perjcnal  glories  and' government  of  Ckrijt, 

I    T'LL  fpeak  the  honours  of  my  King  ; 
J_     His  form  divinely  fair  : 
None  of  the  fbns  of  mortal  race 
May  with  the  Lord  compare. 

z  Sweet  is  thy  fpeech,  and  heav'nly  grace 
Upon  thy  lips  is  Ihed  ; 


S8  PSALM    XLV. 

Thy  God,  with  fcleflings  infinite 
Hath  crown M  thy  facred  head. 

3  Gird  on  thy  fword,  victorious  prince  t 

Ride  with  majeflic  fway  ; 
Thy  terror  mall  ftrike  thro*  thy  foes, 
And  make  the  world  obey, 

4  Thy  throne,  O  God,  forever  ftands  ; 

Thy  word  of  grace  fhall  prove 
A  peaceful  fceprer  in  thy  hands, 
T«  rule  the  faints  by  love. 

5  Juftice  and  truth  attend  thee  flill, 

But  mercy  is  thy  choice  : 
And  God,  thy  God,  thy  foul  mail  fill 
With  moil  peculiar  joys. 

PSALM    XLV.    Firft  Part.    Long  Metre- 

The  glory  cf  Cbrijl>  and  poiver  of  bis  go/pel* 

J  "^T^w  be  mv  h*art  infpir'd  to  fmg 
X^l      The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King, 
Tefus  the  Lord  ;  how  heav'nly  fair 
His  form  T  how  bright  his  beauties  are  \ 

a  O'er  all  the  fons  of  human  race 
He  mines  with  a  fuperior  grace  \ 
Love  from  his  lips  divinely  flows, 
And  bleffings  all  his  Hate  compote. 

3  Drefs  thee  in  arms,  moll  mighty  Lord,. 
Gird  on  the  terror  of  thy  fword  $ 

In  majefly  and  glory  ride, 

With  truth  and  meeknefs  at  thy  fide. 

4  Thine  anger,  like  a  pointed  dart, 
Shall  pierce  tke  foes  of  ftubborn  heart  ; 
Or  words  of  mercy  kind  and  fweet 
Shall  melt  the  rebels  at  thy  feet. 

5  Thy  throne,  O  God,  for  ever  ftands, 
^•race  is  tke  fceptre  in  thy  hands  ; 


PSA  L  M    XVE-        £9 

Thy  laws  and  works  are  jufl  and  right,, 
Juftice  and  grace  are  thy  delight. 

6  God,  thine  own  God,  has  richly  (h&d 
His  oil  of  gladnefs  om  thy  head, 
And  with  his  facred  fpirit  bleft 
His  firft-bom  Son  above  the  reft. 

PSALM     XLV.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre, 
Chrift  and  his  church  ;  or,  The  myftical  marriage* 

1  *"■  ^HE  King  of  faints,  how  fair  his  face, 

J_        Adorn'd  with  majefty  and  grace  ; 
He  comes  with  bleffings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 

2  At  his  right-hand,  our  eyes  behold' 
The  .Queen  array'd  in  purefi  gold  ; 
The  world  admires  her  heav'nly  drefs  ; 
Her  robe  of  joy  and  righteoufnefs. 

3  He  forms  her  beauties  like  his  own  ; 
He  calls  and  feats  her  near  his  throne  ; 
Fair  ftranger  let  thine  heart  forget 
The  idols  of  thy  native  Hate. 

4  So  ihall  the  King  the  more  lejoice, 
In  thee  the  fav'rite  of  his  choice  ; 
Let  him  be  lov'd,  and  yet  adVd, 
For  he's  thy  maker  and  thy  Lord. 

5  O  happy  hour, -when -thou  malt  rife 
To  his  fair  palace  in  the  Ikies, 
And  all  thy  fons  (a  num'rous  train) : 
Each  like  a  prince  in  glory  reign  ! 

6  Let  endlefs  honours  crown  his  head  ! 
Let  every  age  his  praffes  fpread  ! 
While  we  with.chearful  fongs  approve: 
The  condefceniions  of  his  love,. 

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PSALM    XLVI. 

PSALM  XLVI.     Pirji    Part. 

*rhe  church's  fafety  and  triumph  among  national 
defolations. 

I    JT^  OD  is  the  refuge  of  his  faints, 

VJT     When  ftorms  of  fharp  diftreis  invade \ 
E'er  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  prefent   with  his  aid. 

ft  Let  mountains  from  their  feats  be  hurl'd 
Down  to  the  deep,  and  buried  there  ; 
Convulfions  make  the  lolid  world, 
Our  faith  ihall  never  yield  to  fear. 

3  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar, 
In  facred  peace  our  fouls  abide, 
While  ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  more, 
Trembles  and  dreads  the  fwelling  tide, 

4  There  is  a  ftream  whofe  gentle  flow 
Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  : 

Life,  loye  and  joy,  ftill  gliding  through, 
And  wat'ring  our  divine  abode. 

5  That  facred  ftream,  thine  holy  word, 
That  all  our  raging  fear  controuls  : 
jSweet  peace  thy  promifes  afford, 

And  give  new  ftrength  to  fainting  fculs. 

6  Sion  enjoys  her  monarch's  love, 
Secure  againft  a  threat'ning  hour  ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundations  move, 
Puilt  on  his  truth,  and  arm'd  with  pow'r< 

PSALM    XLVI.    Second     Part, 

God  fights  for  his  church. 

j    T     ET  Sion  in  her  King  rejoice, 

1    J   Tho'  tyrants  rage,  and  kingdoms  rife  : 
He  utters  his  almighty  voice, 
The  nat-ions  melt,  the  tumult  dies, 


PSALM    XLVII.  91 

2  The  Lord  of  old,  for  Jacob  fought, 
And  Jacob's  God  is  ftill  our  aid  ; 
Behold  the  works  his  hand  has  wrought) 
What  defolations  he  has  made. 

3  From  fea  to  fea  thro'  all  the  fhores, 
He  makes  the  noife  of  battle  ceafe  ; 
When  from  on  high  his  thunder  roars, 
He  awes  the  trembling  world  to  pe^ce  ! 

4  He  breaks  the  bow,  he  cuts  the  fpear  ; 
Chariots  he  burns  with  heav'nly  flame  : 
Keep  iilence  all  ye  earth  and  hear 
The  found  and  glory  of  his  name  ! 

5  "  Be  ftill,  and  learn  that  I  am  God, 
"  I'll  be  exalted  o'er  the  lands  ; 

"  I  will  be  known  and  fear'd  abroad^ 
"  But  ftill  my  throne  in  Sion  Hands. 

€  O  Lord  of  hofts,  almighty  King, 
While  we  fo  near  thy  prefence  dweK, 
Our  faith  mall  fit  fecure  and  fmg 
Defiance  to  the  gates  of  hell. 

PSALM     XLVJL 
Chriji  afcending  and  reigning, 

1  ^~\   £OR  a  fhout  of  facred  joy 
Kj     To  God  the  fov'rign  King  ! 
Let  ev'ry  land  their  tongues  employ. 

And  hymns  of  triumph  fing. 

2  Jefus  our  God  afcends  on  high, 

His  heav'nly  guards  around, 

Attend  him  rmng  through  the  fky, 

With  trumpets  joyful  found. 

3  While  angels  fhout  and  praife  their  King, 

Let  mortals  leara  their  ftrnns  : 
Let  ail  the  earth  his  honours  flag  3 
O'er' all  the  earth  he'reigns., 


9*        PSALM    XLVIII. 

4  Rehearfe  his  praife  with  awe  profound  ; 

Let  knowledge  lead  the  fong  ; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  folemn  found 
Upon  a  thoughtlefs  tongue. 

5  In  Ifr'el   ftood  his  ancient  throne. 

He  lov'd  that  chofen  race  ; 
But  now  he  calls  the  world  his  own, 
And  heathens  tafte  his  grace. 

6  The  Britijh  i {lands  are  the  Lord's, 

There   Abraham's  God  is  known, 
While  pow'rs  and  princes,  fhields  and  fwords, 
Submit  before  his  throne. 

PSALM    XLVIII.   i—8.     Fh-Ji  Part. 
¥he  church  is  the  honour  and fafety  of  a  Katioifr 

GREAT  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  let  his  praife  be  great  ; 
He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  moll  delightful  feat. 

2  Thefe  temples  of  his  grace, 

How  beautiful  they  Hand  ! 

The  honours  of  our  native  place, 

The  bulwarks  of  our  land.] 

3  In  Sion  God  is  known 

A  refuge  in  diftrefs  ; 
How  bright  has  his  falvation  fhone 
Through  all  her  palaces  ! 

4  When  kings  againft  her  join'd, 

And  faw  the  Lord  was  there, 
In  wild  confufion  of  the  mind, 
They  fled  with  haity  fear; 

5  When  navies  tall  and  proud 

Attempt  to  fpoil  our  peace,  m 

He  fends  his  tempeft  roaring  loud. 
And  finks  them  in  the  leas. 


PSALM    XLYIIJ.        93 

4  Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 
Our  eyes  have  often  feen  . 
Hew  well  our  God  fecures  the  fold 
Where  his  own  fheep  have  been. 
7  In  ev'ry  new  diftrefs 

We'll  to  his  houfe  repair, 
We'll  think  upon  his  wond'rous  grace, 
And  feek  deliv'ranse  there. 

PSALM  XLVIII.   10—14.  Second  ParU 

The  beauty  of  the    church  ;  or,  Gofptl  <worjUff 
and  order. 
I   T^  A  R  as  thy  name  is  known 
JP    The  world  declares  thy  praife  ! 
Thy  faints  O  Lord,  before  thy  threne, 
Their  fongs  of  honour  raife. 

2  With  joy  let  Judah  ftand 

On  Sion's  chofen  hill, 
Proclaim  the  wounders  of  thy  hand, 

And  coonfeis  of  thy  will, 

3  Let  ftrangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Compafs  and  view  thine  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well. 

4  The  orders  of  thy  hosfe, 

The  wormip  of  thy  court, 
The  chearful  fongs,  the  folemon  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  rep ort, 

5  How  decent  and  how  wife  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorn'd  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  worfhip  now 

Will  guide  us  'till  we  die. 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  beLovv, 
Aa<d  ours  above  the  iky. 


54        PSALM  XLIX. 

PSALM     XLIX.  6—14    Firjf  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
Pride  and  death ;  or,  The  vanity  of  life  andricijes. 

WH  Y  doth  the  man  of  riches  grow 
To  infolence  and  pride, 
To  fee  his  wealth  and  honours  flow 
With  every  rifiig  tide  ? 

[2  Why   doth  he    treat  the  poor  with  fcorn, 
Made  of  the  felf-fame  day, 
And  boaft  as  tho'  his  flefh  were  born 
Of  better  dull  than  they  ?] 

3  Not  all  his  treafure  can  procure 
His  foul  a  fhort  reprieve, 
Redeem  from  death  one  guilty  hour, 
Or  make  his  brother  live* 

[4  Life  is  a  bleffing  can't  be  fold, 
The  ranfom  is  t«o  high  ; 
JufUce  will  ne'er  be  brib'd  with  gold, 
That  man  may  never  die.] 

5  He  {ees  the  brutifh  and  the  wife, 

The  tirn'rou")  and  the  brave, 
Quit  their  pofTefiioas,  clofe  their  eyes. 
And  haften  to  the  grave. 

6  Yet  'tis  his  inward  thought  and  pride, 

44  My  houfe  mail  ever  ftand  : 
44  And  that  my  name  may  long  abide, 
44  I'll  give  it  to  my  land." 

7  Vain  are  his  thoughts,  his  hopes  are  loft, 

How  foon  his  mem'ry  dies  ? 
His  name  is  written  in  the  dull 
Where  his  own  carcafe  lies. 

Pause. 

8  This  is  the  folly  of  their  way  ; 

And  yet  their  fons  as  vain, 


PSALM    XLIX.  95 

Approve  the  words  their  fathers  fay, 
And  aft  their  works  again. 

9  Men  void  of  wifdom  and  of  grace, 
If  honour  raife  them  high, 
Live  like  a  bcaft,  a  thoughtlefs  racey 
And  like  a  beaft  they  die. 

[10  Laid  in  the  grave  like  filthy  iheep. 
Death  feeds  upon  them  there, 
'Till  the  laft  trumpet  breaks  their  fleep 
In  terror  and  defpair.} 

PSALM     XLIX.   14,   15.    Second  Part* 

Common  Metre. 

D  eath  and  the  refttrreclion, 

1  \^E  fons  ©f  pride  that  hate  the  juft, 

*     And  trample  on  the  poor, 
When  death  has  brought  you  down  to  duuv 
Your  pomp  mall  rife  no  more. 

2  The  laft  great  day  (hall  change  the  fcene  5 

When  will  that  hour  appear  ? 
When  fhall  the  juft  revive,  and  reign 

O'er  all  that  fcorn'd  them  here  ? 
God  will  my  naked  foul  receive, 

When  fep'rate  from  the  fleih  ; 
And  break  the  prifon  of  the  grave, 

To  raife  my  bones  afrefh. 
4  Heav'n  is  my  everlafting  home, 

Th'  inheritance  is  Aire  ; 
Let  men  of  pride  their  rage  refume, 

But  I'll  repine  no  more. 

PSALM     XLIX.     Long  Metre. 
The  ricbjinner's  death,  and  the  faints  refurretlioii, 

W     And  boaft  the  large  eftates  they  have  ? 
How  vain  are  riches  to  fecure 

Their  haughty  owners  from  the  grave  ! 


9S  P  S  A  L  M    L. 

2  They  can't  redeem  one  hour  from  death 
With  all  the  wealth  in  which  they  truit  j 
Nor  give  a  dying  brother  breath, 
When  God  commands  him  down  to  duft. 

3  There  the  dark  earth  and  difma!  made 
Shall  clafp  their  naked  bodies  round  ; 
That  flefh  fo  delicately  fed, 

Lies  cold  and  moulders  in  the  ground, 

4  Like  thoughtlefs  fheep  the  finner  di«> 
Laid  in  the^rave  for  worms  to  eat  ; 
The  faints  mall  in  the  morning  rife, 
And  find  th'  opprefibr  at  their  feet. 

5  His  honours  perifh  in  the  duft, 

And  pomp,  and  beauty*  birth  and  blood  : 
That  glorious  day  exalts  the  juft 
To  full  dominion  o'er  the  proud. 

6  My  Saviour  mall  my  life  reftore, 
And  ;aife  me  from  my  dark  abode  : 
My  flefh  and  foul  mall  part  no  more  j 
But  dwell  forever  near  my  God. 

PSALM    L.  i— 6.  Tirft    Part. 

Common  Metre. 

The  I  aft  judgment  ;  or,  The  faints  re-warded. 

%  '"T^  HE  Lord,  the  judge   before  his  throne, 
J^        Bids  the  whole  earth  draw  nigh, 
The  nations  near  the  rifmg  fun, 
And  near  the  weftern  fky. 

2  No  more  mall  bold  blafphemers  fay, 

Judgment  will   ne*er  begin  ; 
No  more  abufe  his  long  delay, 
To  impudence  and  fin. 

3  Thron'd  on  a  cloud  our  God  mall  comd", 

Bright  flames  prepare  his  way, 


PSALM     L.  97 

Thunder  and  darknefs,  fire   and  ftorrn, 
lead  en  the  dreadful  day. 

4  BeavVj  from  above  his  call  mall  hear, 

attending  angels  come  ; 
And  earth  and  hell  mall  know  and  fear 
his  juflice  and  their  doom. 

5  *  Burgather  all  my  faints  (be  cries) 

T  that  make  their  peace  with  God 
*'  By  the  Redeemer's  facrifice, 
"  who  feal'd  it  with  his  blood. 

-6  u  Their  faith  and  works  brought  forth  toii.ght, 
"  {hall  mate  the  world  confefs 
*;  My  fen  ten  ce  of  reward  is  right-, 
**  and  heaVn  adore  my  grace." 

PSALM    L.    8,  io,  i  i,  14,  15,  23. 
'Second  Part.    Common  Metre. 

Obedience  is  letter  than  f aerifies* 

1  npHUS  faith  the  Lord,"  the  fpacious  fields 

J_       "  and  flocks  and  herds  are  mine, 
"  O'er  all  the  cattle  of  the  hills 
"  I  claim  a  right  divine. 

2  "  I  afk  no  fheep  for  facrifice, 

"  nor  bullocks  burnt  with  fire  ; 
"  To  hope  and  love,  to  pray  ahd  praife, 
"  is  all  that  I   require. 

3  M  Call  upon  me  when  trouble's  near, 

"  my  hand  mall  fet  thee  free  ; 
"  Then  mall  thy  thankful  lips  declare 
"  The  honour  due  to  me. 

4  "  The  man  that  offers  humble  praife, 

"  he  glorifies  me  beft  : 
"  And  thofe  that  tread  my  holy-ways 
*f  lhall  my  falvation  tafte.  " 
I« 


0  PS  ALM    L. 

PSALM    L.    i,  5,  8,  16,  21,  1* 
7foW  /W/.     Common  Metre. 
The  Judgment  of  Hypocrites. 

*    XK  7  HEN  Chrift  t0Judgment  fiial1  tfefcend, 
V  V       and  faints  furround  their  Lord, 
He  calls  the  nations  to  attend, 
anrj  hear  his  awful  word. 

%  "  Not  for  the  want  of  bullocks  flam, 
"  will  I  the  world  reprove ; 
"  Akajs  and  rites,  and  forms  are  vaic, 
"  without  the  fire  of  love. 

2  "  And  \yhat  have  hypocrites  to  do, 
««  to  bring  their    facrifke  ? 
*f  They    call    my  ftatutes  juft   and    true, 
V  but  de4  ,in  theft  and  iies, 

4  "  Could  you   expecl:   to    'fcape  my  fight, 
"  and   fin  without  controul  r* 
"But  I  mall  bring    your  crimes  to  light, 
"  with  an.guim  in  your  foui." 

Confider  ye  that  flight  the  Lord, 

before  his  wrath  appear  ; 
If  once  you  fall  beneath  his  fword, 

there's  no  deliv'rer  tllere. 

PSALM    L.    Third  Part,  Long  Metre. 
Hypocrify  expofed. 

1  nr^HE  Lord  the  Judge  his  churches  warns .-5 

JL      Let  hypocrites  attend  and  fear, 
Who    place  their  hopes  in  rites  and  forms, 
But  make  not  faith    nor  lore  their  care. 

ft  Vile  wretches  dare  rehearfe  his  name 
With  lips   of  falfhood  and  deceit  ; 
A  friend  or  brother  to   defame, 
A  ad  footh  and  flatter  tbofe  ihey  hate. 


FSALM    L  9f 

3.  They  watch  to  do  their  neighbours   wrong, 
Yet  dare  to  feek  their   Maker's  face ; 
They  take  his  cov'nant  on  their  tongue* 
But  break  his  laws,  abufe  his  grace. 

4  To  heav'n  they' lite  their  hands  unclean, 
Defil'd  with  lull,  defil'd  with  blood  j 
By  night  they  pra&ife  every  fin, 

By  day  tl«ur  mouths  draw  near  to  Go4*- 

5  And  while  his  judgments  long  delay, 
They  grow  fecure  and  fin  the  more  ; 
They  think  he  fleeps  as  well  as  they, 
And  put  far  off  the  dreadful' he ur'. 

6  O  dreadful  hour,  when  God  draws  rear,.- 
And  fets  their  crimes  before  their  eyes  ; 
His  wrath  their  guilty  fouls  mall  tearr 
And  no  deiiv'rer  dare  to  rife. 

P  S  A  L  M    L.    To  a  new  Tuae. 
The  lajl   Judgment* 
1  rT",*HE  Lord,  the  fov'reign,  fends  his  fura*- 
X  mons  forthj. 

Calls  tHe  South'  natibns,.and- awakes  the  North  ;~ 
Prom  Eajl  to  Weft  the  founding  orders  fpread, 
Thro'  diftant  worlds,  and  regions  of  the  dead 
No  more  (hall  Atheifts  mock  his  long  delay  ;     ;' 
His  vengeance  fleeps  no  more  ;  behold  the  day  ! 

$  Behold  the  judge  defcends ;  his  guards  are  nigh ; 
Tempeft  and  fire  attend  him  down  the  fky ; 
Heavn,  earth,  anctehell  draw  near  ;  let  all  things 

[come, 
To  hear  his  juftice,  and  the  dinner's  doom  j 
But  gather  firft  thy  faints  (the  Judge  commands) 
Bring  them,  ye  angels,  from  their  diflant  Jand9. 

3  Behold  my  cov'nant  ftands  forever  good, 
SeaPd   by    th'  eternal   Sacrifice  in  blood, 
And  fign'd  with  all  their  names;  theGVc^,  the  JW^ 
That  paid  the   ancient   worfhip,  or  the  new* 


ico  P  S  A  L  M     L. 

There's  no  diftnction  here  ;  come  fpread  their 

[thrones, 
And  near  me  feat  my  fav'rites  and  my  fons. 

4  i>  their  almighty  Saviour  and  their  God, 

I  am  their  Judge  :   ye  heav'ns  proclaim  abioad 
My  juft  eternal  fer.tence.  and  declare 
Thofe  awful  truths  that  Tinners  ds^ad  to  hear; 
sinners  in   Sion,   tremble  and  retire  ; 
1    doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire. 

5  Not  for  the  want  of  goats  or  bullocks  flairi 
Do  I  condemn  thee  ;   bulls  and  goats  are  vain 
Without  the  flames  of  love :  In  vain  the  fkore 
Of  brutal  ofF'rings  that  were   mine  before  ; 
Mine  are  the  tamer  beafts  and  favage  breed, 
Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,  and  forefts  where  they 

[feed. 

6  If  I  were  hungry,  would  I  afk  thee  food  .? 
When  did  I  thirft,  or  drink  thy  bullocks  blood  ? 
Can  I   be  flatter 'd  with  thy   cringing  bows, 
Thy  folemn   chatt'rings  and  fantaftick  vows  ? 
Are  my  eyes  charm*d  thy  veftraents  to  behold, 
Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay   in  woven  gold  ? 

7  Unthinking  wretch  !  how  could'ft  thou  hope  to 

[pleafe 
A  God,  a  Spirit,  with  fuch  toys  as  thefe  ? 
While  with  my  grace  and  ftatutes  oc  thy  tongue 
Thou  lov  £1  deceit,  and  doft  thy  brother  wrong  ; 
In  vain  to  pious  forms   thy  zeal  pretends. 
Thieves  and  adult'rers  are  thy  chofen  friends. 

8  Silent  I  waited  With  long-fufPring  love, 
But  did'it  thou  hope  that  I  ftlOlrld  ne'er  reprove? 
And  cherifh  fuch   an  impious  thought  within, 
Thai  Cod  the  righteous  would  indulge  thy  fin? 
Behold  my  terror* ni  iders  roll/ 
And  tfcy  &W(l  •  7  icuL 


•    F  ;  :X    L.  '    ioi 

c,v  S'nners  a  .         :;  be  wife  ; 

Awake  before  this    ii'eat  ■  ri/e; 

Change  your  v. :  :rocked  ways  ■ 

(amend  ;  - 
Fly  to  the  Saviour,  make!  the  Judge  your  friend* 
Left  like  a  lion  his  Iaft  vengeance  tear 
Yanf  trembling  and  no  deliverer  near. 

PS  A  L  M    L.    To  the  old  proper  Tune-' 

The  laft    Judgment, 

J         J  o 

r^HE  God  of  Glory   fends  Lis    iumrrions 
1  (forth  3 

Gal's  the  £<?«/^  nations  and  awakes  the  North  ,- 
From  Eajt  to  /J/f/?'  the  fovheign  orders-  fpread3 
Thro'  difhnt  worlds,  and  regions  of  the  dead. 
The   trumpet  founds  ;     hell  trembles  ;    'heavn 

(rejoices ; 
Lift  up    -  ?ds,    ye  faints,    nssiih  chearfui 

(voices* 

2  No  more  frrail    -  theifls  mock  his  long  delay, 
His  vengeance  (heps  no  more;  behold  the  day  I 
Behold  the  judge  defcends,  his  guards  are  nigh* 
Teinpett  and  lire  attend  him  round  the  fky» 
When  God  appears,  all  nature fh all  adore  him% 
While.  Jinneri  tremble,  faints  rejoice  before  hima 

3  "  Heav'n, -earth,  and  hell  draw  near  ;    let  all 

(things  come, 
•r  To  hear  my  juftice  and  the  miner's  doom  ; 
'5  But  gather  firft  my  faints  the  Judge  commands  * 
"'  Bring  them  ye  angels  from  their  diflant  lands, 
When  Chrifl  returns,  wrake  erory  chearfui pofjion* 
AndfhouS  se  faints,  he  comes  for put '■fahatisxi 


102  PSALM    L. 

4  "  Behold  my  cov'nant  flands  forever  good, 
"  Seal  d  by  by  th*  eternal  fa  orifice  in  blood, 

"   And  fign'd  with  all  their  names ;  the  €tfekt 

[the  Jew, 

"'  That  paid  the  ancient  worfhip,  or  the  new. 

There's  no  dijiinclion  here,  join  ull  your  voices*, 

And   raife  your   heads,  ye  faint s,  for    heav'n 

[rejoices* 

5  '•  Efere,   (faith  the    Lord)  ye  afcgeis  fpread 

[their  thrones, 
V  And  near  me  feat  my  fav'rkes  and  my  fons, 
"  Come   my  redeem 'd,  pofTefs  the  joy  prepared, 
"  E'er  time  began  ;  'tis  your  divine  reward. 
When  Shrift  returns,  wake  ev*ry  chearfulpajjron, 
And  Jhoui  ye  faints ,  he  comes  for your  falvation. 

Pause     the  fiift. 

6  "  I  am  the  Saviour,  I  tlr  Almighty  God, 
if  I  am  the  Judge,   ye  beav'ns  proclaim  abroad 
"  My  juft  eternal  fentence,  and  declare 
Thofe  awful  truths  that  tinners  dread  to  hear. 
When  God  appears  aii  nature fkall  adore  him\ 
While  Jinners  tretnhleyfaints  rejoice  before  him. 

7  "  Stand  forth,    thou   bold   blafphemer,  and 

[profane, 
*'  Now  feel  my  wrath,  nor  call  my  threat'nings 

[vain  ; 
u  Thou  hypocrite,  once  dreft  in  faint's  attire, 
'*'  I  doom  the  painted  hypocrite  to  fire. 
judgment proceeds  \belltfemblet ;  heav'n  rejects ; 
Lift  upyour  heads,  ye  faints,  with  chearful  voices* 

8  "  Not  for  the  want  of  goats,   or  bullocks  (lain 
"  Do  I  condemn  thee ;  bulls  and  goats  are  vain, 


PSALM     L.  iof 

*'  Without  the  flames-  of  lore;   in  vain  the  ftore 
*<  Of  brutal  ofPrings  that  were  mine  before  '. 
Earth  h  the  Lord'/,  all  nature  Jh all  adore  him\. 
While  fin  tiers  tre>:Met  faints  rejoice  Before  him* 

<j  "  If  I  were  hungry  would  I  aflc  thee  food? 

*  When  did  I  thirft  or  drink  thy  bullocks  blood  ? 
"  Mine  are  the  tamer  beafts  and  favage  breed, 
"Flocks,  herds,  and  fields,  and   forefts   where 

[they  feed. 
All  is  the  Lord's,  he  rules  the  *wide  creation  ; 
Gives ftnners  vengeance,  and  the  faints  J 'alvatson* 

so  "  Can  I  be  flatter *d  with  thy  cringing  bow%, 
*'  Thy  fclemn  chatt'iings,  and  fantaftic  vows? 

*  Are  my  eyes  charm'd  thy  veitments  to  heboid, 
"  Glaring  in  gems,  and  gay  in  woven  gold  ? 

Jed  is  the  judge  of  hearts',  no  fair  difguifes 
Can  fere  en  the  guilty   when  hit-vengeance  fifes, 

P  a  u  s  E     the  fecond. 

li  "  Unthinking   wretch  !  how    eould'ft   thou 

(hope  to  pleafe 
,£  A  God,  a  fpirit,  with  fueh   toys  as  thefe ; 
"-While    with    my  grace   and   ftatutes   on  thy 

(tongue,. 
"  Thou  lov'ft    deceit*   and    doft    thy    brother 

(wrong  'r 
Judgment  proceeds  ;  hell  trembles -;  heavn  re- 

(joices  ; 
Lift  up   your  heads,  ye  faints,   <with    chearful 

{vol  ens. 

iz  "In  vain  to  pious  forms  thy  zeal  pretends, 
"  Thieves  and  adult'rers  are  thy  chofen  friends.; 
"  While  the  falfe  flatt'rer  at  my  altar  waits, 
"  His  harden'd  foul  divine  inftruclion  hates. 
God  is  the  judge  of  hearts  ;  no  fair  difguifes 
Can  fcreen  the  guilty  when  bis  vengeance  rifeu 


M 


reprove? 
thin, 

>'  T  y  Tin  ? 

rs.  alt  nature  join,  ':  i  m, 

if  are  him. 

\  j,  "  ■  ,  my  thunders  roll. 

:i" -igh:  thy  guilty  fculy; 
w  like  a  lion  (hall  my  veoge.mce  tear 
and  no  deliv'rer  near.*' 
/  ;  hell  troubles  ;  heavn  re- 
(jpiees  ; 
Lift  t'i  ye  fu:nttt  with    chearful 

'  (lt 

E?I?H  ON  £  M  A. 

5  5   Sinners,  av/;-ke  betimes  ;  ye  foois  be  wife  ; 

-  before  x':>::.  dreadful'morning  rife, 
Change   your    Tain     thoughts,     your    crooked 

ksy  amend, 
'Sly  to  the  Saviour,  make  the  Judge  your  frie::d . 
Then  join  ye  faint  sy  wake  ev  ry  chearful  pa 

iGhrift  ;-e::irnj,he  comes  for  y^isjr  foliation, 

?  S  A  L  M     LI.    FirftPart.  Long.Metio. 

A  Pen  tent  pleading  for  pardon. 
i    nHEW  pity,  Lord  -0  Lord  forgive, 

^  3-et  a  repenting  reoel  live  ; 

Are  not  thy   mercies  large  and  free  ? 

May  not  a  iinner  trufl  in  thee  ? 

2  My  crimes  are  grea/,  but  not  furpafs     . 
The  pow'r  and  glory  of  thy  grace  : 
Great  God,  thy  nature  .hath  no  bound, 
So  let  thy  pard'ning  grace  be  found. 

3  O  wafli  my  foul  from  ev'ry  fin, 

And  make  my  guilty  confeience  clean  : 
Here  on  my  heart  my  burden  lies, 
Andpaft  offences  pain  mine  lyes. 


PSALM    LI.  ws 

4  My  iips  with,  fhame  my  fins  confefs 
Againii  thy  law,  againfl  thy  grace  ; 
Lord,  mould  thy  judgment  grow  fevere, 
I  am  condemn'd,  but  thou  art  clear. 

£  Should  fudden  vengeance  feize  my  breath, 
I  muft  pronounce  thee  juft  in  death  t 
And  if  my  foul  were  fent  to  hell, 
Thy  righteous  law  approves  it  well. 

6  Yet  fave  a  trembling  finner,  Lord, 

Whofe  hopeftiil  hov'rmg  round  thy  word, 
Would  light  on  fome  fweet  promife  there, 
Some  fure  fupport  againft  defpair. 

PSALMLI.     Second  Part.     Long  Metre, 
Original  and  a&ual  ftn  confejed* 

1  "1       ORD,  I  ara  vile,  conceiv'd  in  fin, 

1    J  And  born  unholy  and  unclean, 
Sprung  from  the  man  whofe  guilty  fall 
Corrupts  his  race  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  feeds  of  fin  grow  up  for  death ; 
Thy   law  demands  a  perfect  heart, 
But  we're  dehTd  in  ev'ry  part. 

£3  Great  God  create  my  heart  anew9. 
And  formmyfpirit  pure  and  true; 
Or  make  me  wife  betimes  to  fpy 
My    danger,,  and  my  remedy.] 

4  3ehold  I  fall  before  thy  face  ; 
My  only  refuge  is  thy  grace; 

No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean  £ 
The  leprofy  lies  deep  within. 

5  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beaft, 

-    Nor  hyfTop  branch,  nor  fprinkling  priefl, 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  fea, 
Can  warn  the  difmal  flain  away.  . 


io6  PSALM    LI. 

6  Jefus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone, 
Hath  pow'r  fufficient  to  atone  ; 

Thy  blood  can   make  me  white  as  fnow  % 
No  Jeivijh  types  could  cleanfe  me  fo. 

7  While  guilt  diiturbs  and  breaks  my  peace, 
Nor  ftefh,  nor  foul,  hath  reft  or  eafe  ; 
Lord  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice, 
And  make  my  broken  bones  rejoice- 

PSALM   LI.    Third  Part.  Long  Metre. 

The    back  fit  der  rsfiorcd  ;  or,  Repentance  a  ad 
faith  in  the  h loo a  of  Chrift. 
I   t^\  Thou  that  hear'ft  when  finners  cry, 
V^/  Tho'  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  with  angry  look, 
But  blot  their  mem'ry  from  thy  book. 

%  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And.  form  my  foul  averfe  to  fin ; 
Let  thy  good  fpirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  prefence  from  my  heart, 

5  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 
Cad  out  and  banifh'd  from  thy  fight: 
Thine  holy  joys  my  God  reflore  ; 
And  guard  me  that  I  fall  no  more, 

4  Tho*  I  have  griev'd  thy  Spirit,  Lordi 
His  help  and  comfort  flill  afford  : 
And  let  a  wretch  come  near  thy  throne* 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

f  A  broken  heart,   my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  facrifice  I  bring  ; 
The-  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  defpife 
A  broken  heart  for  facrifice. 

k  My  foul  lies  humbled  in  the  duft, 
And  owns  thy  dreadful  fentence  juil ; 
Look  down,  O  Lord,  with  pitying  eye, 
And  £tve  the.  foul  condemn'd  to  die. 


P  S  A  L  M    LI.  107 

7  Then  will  I  teach  the  world  thy  ways  - 
Sinners  (hall  learn  thy  fov'reign  graces 
I'll  lead  them  to  my  Saviour's  blood, 
And  they  (hall  praife  a  pard'ning  God, 

S  O  may  thy  love  infpire  my  tongue   ! 
Salvation  (hall  be  all  my  fong  ; 
And  ail  my  pow*r-s  (hall  join  to  blefs 
The  Lord  my  frrength  and  righteoufnefs.. 

PSALM    LI.    3—13.   Firfi  Part. 
Common   Metre. 
Origifia!  and  actual  fin  confejfed  and  pardoned.. 
i    T     ORD,  I  would  fpread  my  fore  diftrefs 

J J     and  ,guih  before  thine  eyes  ; 

Againfl  thy  laws,  againft  thy  grace 
how  high  my  jcrimes  ariie  1 
■2  Should'fl  thou  condemn  my  foul  to  hell, 
and  crufh  my  fiefh  to  duft, 
Heav'n  would  approve  thy  vengeance  weM-. 
and  earth  muft  own  it'juft. 

3  I  from  the  ftock  of  Adam  came,, 

unholy  and  unclean  ; 

All  my  original  is  -fhame, 

and  all  my  nature  (in. 

4  Born  in   a  world  at  guilt,  I  drew 

^contagion    with   my  breath, 
And  as  my  days  advanc'd  I  grew 
a  jufter  prey  for  death. 

5  Cleanfe  me,  O  Lord,  and  chear  my  foul 

with  thy  forgiving  love  : 
O  mafke  my  broken  fpirit  whole, 
and  bid  my  pains  remove. 

.6  Let  not  thy  fpirit  quite  depart, 
nor  drive  me  from   thy   face  ; 
,-Cieate  anew  my  vicious  heart. 
and  fill  it  with  thy  grace. 


2o8  PSALM     LI. 

7  Then  will  I  make  thy  mercy  known 
before  the  fons  of  men  ; 
Backfliders   (hall  addrefs  thy  throne, 
and  turn  to  God  again. 

PSALM     LI.     14—17.     Second  Part. 

Common  Metre. 
Repentance  and  faith  in  the  blood  cfChriji* 

OGOD    of  mercy,  hear  my  call, 
my  load  of  guilt  remote, 
Break  down  the  feparating  wall, 
that  bars  me  from  thy  love. 

2  Give  me  the  prefence  of  thy  grace, 

•then    my  rejoicing  tongue 
Shall  fpeak  aloud  thy  nghteoufnefs, 
and  make  thy  praife  my  fong. 

3  No  blood  of  goats  nor  heifers  (lain 

for  (in    could  e'er   atone; 
The  death   of  Chrift  fhall  ftill  remain 
fufricient  and  alone. 

4  A  foul   oppreft  with  fin's  defert, 

my  God  will  ne'er  defpife  ; 
A  humble  groan,  a  broken  heart, 

is  our    befl  facriiice. 

PSALM   LIII.     4 6. 

Victory  and  deliverance  from  perfecuticn* 

1  A  RE  all  the  foes  of  Sion  fools, 
JTx.  who  thus  devour  her  faints  P 
Do  they  not  know  her  Saviour  rules, 

and  pities  her  complaints  ? 

2  They  mail  be  feiz'd  with  fad  furprife; 

for  God's  revenging  arm 
Scatters  the  bones  of  them  that  rife 
to  do  his  children  harm. 

3  In  vain  the  fons  of  Satan  boaffc 

of  armies  in  array  ; 


F  S  A  L  M     LV.  109 

When  God  has  firft  defpis^d  their  ho£, 
they  fall  an  eafy  prey. 

1  O  for  a  word  from  Sien's  King, 

her  captives  to  reflore  ! 
Jaeob  with  all  his  tribes  fhali  fmg, 
and  Judab  weep  no  more= 

?^S  A-  L  M    LV.  1—8,-  16,  17,  18,  22, 

Common  Metre. 

Support  for  ike  ajftttlsd  and  tempted  foul , 

OGQD,  my  refuge,  hear  my  cries5 
behold  my  flowing  tears, 
For  earth  and  hell  my  hurt  devife, 
arid  tr iu  oa p h  in  m y  -  f e  a is . 

2  Their  rage  is  levell'd  at  my  life, 

my  foul  with  guilt  they  load, 
And  fill  my  thoughts  with  inward  flrife 
to  make  my  hope  in  God. 

3  With  inward  prin  my  heart-firings  found, 

I  groan  with  ev^y  breath  : 
Horror  and  fear  befet  me  round 
n     among  the -{hades  of  death. 

4  O  were  I  like  a  feather'd  dove, 

and  innocence  had  wings  ; 
I'd  fly  and  make  a  long  rempve 
from  all  thefe  refbefs  things. 

5  Let  me  to  fome  wild  defart  go, 

and  find  a  peaceful  home  ; 
Where  Horms  of  malice  never  blotr, 
temptations   never  come. 

6  Vain  hopes  and  vain  inventions  allg 

to   'fcape  the  rage  of  hell  ! 
The  mighty  God.  on  whom  Tcair? 
can  fave  me  here  as  well. 
& 


II0  PSALM     L¥. 

Pa   use. 

7  By  morning  light  I'll  feek  his  face, 

at  noon  repeat  my  cry, 
The  night  mail  hear  me  afk  his  grace., 
nor  will  he  long  deny. 

8  God  mall  preferve  my  foul  from  fear. 

or  fhield  me  when  afraid  : 
Ten  thoufand  angels  muft   appear, 
if  he  commands  their  aid. 

9  I  call  my  burdens  on  the  Lord, 

the  Lord   fuftains  them   all ; 
My  courage  refts  upon  his  word, 
that  faints  fhall  never  fall 

10  My  higheft  hopes  (hall  not  be  vaia7 

my  lips  fhall  fpread  his  praife; 
While  cruel  and  deceitful  men 
fcarce  live  out  half  their   days. 

PSALM     LV.     15,  16,  17,  19,  22 

Short  Metre. 
Dantrous  pro/parity  ;    or,  Daily  devotion 
encouraged. 

1  T     ET  finners  take  their  courfe, 

I   j  aad  chufe  the  road  to  death; 
But  in  the  worfhip  of  my  God 
111  fpend  my  daily  breath. 

2  My  thoughts  addrefs  his  throne, 
when  morning  brings  the  light ; 

I  feek  his  bleflings  ev'ry  poon, 
and  pay  my  vows  at  night. 

3  Thou  wilt  regard  my  cries, 
O  my  eternal  God  ! 

While  finr.ers  perifh  in  furpvile, 
beneath  thine  angry  rod. 


PSALM    LVX  in 

4  Becaufe  they  dwell  at  eafe, 

and  no  fad  changes  feel  ?  ■ 
They  neither  fear  nor  truft  thy  nameP 

nor  learn  to  do  thy  will. 
e:  Bat  I  with  all  my  caress 

will  lean  upon  the  Lord  ; 
ril-caft  my  burdens  on  his  arm, 

and  reft  upon  his  word. 
6  His  arm  mail  well  fuftain 

the  children  of  his  love ; 
The  ground  on  which  their  fafety  ftands 

no  earthly  pow'r  can  move. 

psalm'  LVI. 

Deliverance-  from  opprejjion  und  faljhood^ 
or,  God's  care  of  his  people ,  in  anfwer  to 
faith  and  prayer, 

i   f^\  Thou  whofe  juftice  reigns  oh  high, 
\J  and  makes  th'  oppreflbr  ceafe, 
Behold,  how  envious  iinners  try 
to  vex  and  break,  my  peace. 

2  The  fons  of  violence  and' Iks 

join  to  devour  me,  Lord  I 
But   as  my  hourly  dangers  rife, 
my  refuge  is  thy  word. 

3  In  God  mofl  holy,  juft  and  true, 

I  have  repos'd  my  truft  ;    . 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  flem  can  do, 
the  offspring  of  the  dull.-- 

4  They  wrefl  my  words  to  mifchief  ftill, 

charge  me  with  unknown  faults  ; 
Mifchief  doth  all  their  counfels  fill, 
and  malice  all  their  thoughts. 

5  Shall  they  efcape   without  thy  frown  ?i 

inuft  their  devices  ftand  ? 
O  caft  the  haughty  {inner  down, . 
and. Jet  him  know  thy  hand. 


xi2         PSALM    LVIL 

Pause. 

6  God  counts  the  forrows  of  his  faints, 

their  groans  affect  his  ears, 
Thou  hall  a  book  for  my  complaints, 
a  bottle  for  my  tears. 

7  When  to  thy  throne  I  raife  my  cry, 

the  wicked  fear  and  flee  ; 
So  fwift  is  pray'r  to  reach  the  ft 
fo  near  is  God  to  nve-. 

8  In  thee,  moft  holy,  jufl?  and'true, 

I  have  reposed  my  truil  ; 
Nor  will  I  fear  what  man  can  do, 
the  offspring  of  the  duft. 

9  Thy  foiemn  vows  are  on  me,  Lord, 

thou  ihait  receive  my  praife  ; 
1*11  "fing,  Honv  faithful  is  thy  *wo.r$\ 
haio  righteous  all  thy  ways  ! 

io  Thou  hall  fecur'd  my  foul  from  death, 
O  fet  thy  pris'ner  free  ! 
That  heart  and  hand,  and  life  and  breath, 
may  be  employed  for  thee. 

PSALM    LVII. 
Praife  fo?-  protection,  grace  and  truth . 

i   Tk  yfT  God  in  whom  are  all  the  fprings 
LVjL  Of  boundlefs  love  and  grace  unknowe, 
Hide  me  beneath  thy  fpreading  wings, 
'Till  the  dark  cloud  is  overblown. 

2  Up  to  the  heav'ns  I  fend  my  cry, 
The  Lord  will  my  defires  perform; 
He  fends  his  angels  from  the  fey, 

And  faves  me  from  the  threat'ning  ftorm. 

3  Be  thou  exalted,  O  my  God, 
Above  the  heav'ns  where  angels  dwell  ; 
Thy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad. 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 


PSALM     LVIIL       113 

4  My  heart  is  fix'd  :  my  fong  mall  raife 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  name  ; 
Awake  my  tongue,  to  found  his  praife,  • 
My  tongue,  the  glory  of  my  frame. 

5  High  o'er  the  earth,  his  mercy  reigns*  , 
And  reaches  to  the  utmotl  Iky  : 

His  truth  to  endlefs  years  remains, 
When  lower  worlds  dhTolve  and  die, 

6 -Be  thou  exalted, O  my  God, 

Above  the  heav*ns  where  angels  dwell  5 
Thy  pow'r  on  earth  be  known  abroad, 
And  land  to  land  thy  wonders  tell. 

PSALM    LVIII.    As  the    113th  Pfclnie- ■ 

Warning  to  Magifirates. 
i    "JUDGES,  who  rule  the  world  by  laws, 
tf    Will  ye  defpife  the   righteous  caufe, 

When  th'  injur'd  poor  before  ycu  Hand  2 
Dare  you  condemn  the   righteous  poor, 
Acd  let  rich  fifcners  'fcape  fecure. 

While  gold  and  greatnefs  bribe  your  hands  I 

i   Have  ye  forgot,  or  never  knew 

That  God  will  judge  the  judges  too? 

High  in  the  heav'ns  his  jufHc-*  reigns, 
Yet  yoti    ir vade  the  rights  of  God  ; 
And  fend  your  bold  decrees  abroad 

To  bind  the  confcience  in  your  chains* 

3  A  poifon"d  arrow  is  your  tongue, 
The  arrow  iharp,  the  poifon  Strong, 

And  death  attends  where  e'er  it  wounds  s 
You  "hear  no  counfels,  cries  cr  tears  ; 
So  the  deaf  adder  flops  her  ears 

Againft  the  pow'r  of  charming  founds. 

4  Break  out  their  teeth,  eternal  God, 
Thofe  teeth  of  Iiobs  dyM  in  blood; 

And-ciulh the  terpen  ts  in the'duih. 


m  PSALM     La, 

As  empty  chaff  when  whirlwinds  rile. 
Before  the  fweeping  tempeft  flies, 

So  let  their  hopes  and  names  be  loft 
5  Th'  Almighty  thundets  from  the  fky, 
Their  grandeur    melts,  their  titles die* 

As  hills  of  fnov7  ditTolve  and  run, 
Or  fnails  that  perifh  in  their  ilime  ! 
Or  births  that  come  before  their  time8 

Vain  births  that  never  fee  the  fun. 
5  Thus  mall  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord 
Safety  and  joy  to  faints  afford^ 

And  all  that  hear  (hall  join  and  fay, 
"  Sure  there's  a   God  that  rules  on  high, 
"  A  God  that  hears  his  children   cry, 

11  And  *  will  their  fufPrings .well  iepay." 

PS.ALM    LX.    r~ — 5.     10 12. 

On  a  day   of humiliation  for  difappointmentt 
in  War, 

LORD,  haft  thou  caft  the  nation  off I 
muft  we  for  ever  mourn  ? 
Wilt  thou  indulge  immortal  wrath  ? 
fhall  mercy  ne'er  return  ? 

2  The  terror  of  one  frown  of  thine 

melts  all  our  ftrength  away ; 
Like  men  that  totter,  drunk,  with  wine,    . 
we  tremble  in  difmay. 

3  Great  Britain  fkakes  beneath  thy  ftroke, 

and  dreads  thy  threatening  hand ; 
O  heal  the  ifland  thou  haft  broke, 
confirm  the  wav'ring  land. 

4  Lift  up  a  banner  in  the  field, 

for  thofethat  fear  thy  name  s 
Save  thy  beloved  with  thy  fhieldj 
and  put  our  foes  t©  iliame, 


PSALM     Lm.  s<r5 

i  Go  with  our  armies  to  the  fight, 
like  a  confed'rate  God  : 
In  vain  confed'rate  powers  unite 
againft  thy  lifted  rod. 

6  Our  troDS  fhali  gain  a  wide  renown 
by  thine  a/iifting  hand  ; 
'Tis  Cod  that  treads  the  mighty  down-,.  • 
and  makes  the  feeble  Hand. 

?S  ALM    LXI.  '   1—6.' 

Saffty   in    God. 

1     Wl  HEN  "overwhelm'd  with  grief; 
VV      my  heart  within  me  dies,    , 
Helpjefs  and  far  from  all  relief, 
to  heav'n  I  lift   mine   eyes. 

3  O  lead  me  to  the  rock 

that's  high  above  my  head, 
&nd  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
my  (heiter  and  my  made., 

3  Within  thy  prefecee,  Lord, 
for  ever  Til   abide; 
Thou  art  the  tow'r  of  my  defence, 
the  refuge  where  I  hide. 
%  Thou  giveft  me  the  lot 

of  thofe  that  fear  thy   name  ; 
If  endlefs  life  be  their  reward, 
I  fhail  pofTefs  the  fame. 

P  S  A  L  M     LXII.     ?—i2. 

No  trufl  in  the  creatures',    or,  Faith  in  dMtf 
grace  and  power, 

3   ^\/TY  fpir it  looks  to  God  alone; 

1VJL   My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  thrones 
In  all  my   fe^rs  in  all  my  itrdi.i, 
My  foal  on  his  klv^tion  waits. 


n6         PS  A  L  M     LXIII. 

2  Trufl  him, ye  faints,  in  all  your  ways, 
Pour   cut  your  hearts  before  his  face; 
When  helpers  fair,  and  foes  invade, 
Gvd  is  our  all-fufricient  aid. 

3  Falfe  are  the  men  of  high  degree, 
The  bafer  fort  are  vanity  ; 

Laid  in  the  balance,  both  appear 
Light  as  a  puff  of  empty  air. 

4  Make  not  increafmg  gold   your  tru#, 
Nor  fet  your  .heart  on  glitt'i  ing   dure : 
Why  will  you  grafp  the  fleeting  frooke, 
And  not  believe  what  God  has  fpoke  I 

5  Once  has  his  awful  voice  declared, 
Once  and  again  my  ears  have  heard, 
«•  All   pow'r  is  his  eternal  due  ; 

«*  He  muft  be  fear'd  and  trufted  too." 

$  For  fov'reign  pow'r  reigns  not  alone, 
Grace  is  a  partner  of  the  throne  : 
Thy  grace  and  juftice,   mighty  Lord, 
Shall  well  divide  our  laft  reward. 

PSALM    LXIII.    i,  2,  5,  4  3.  Firjl  / 

Common  Metre. 
The  morning  of  a  Lord's    day. 

1  Y~f  ARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 
JCj  I  hafte  to  feek  thy  face  ; 

My  thirfty  fpirit  faints  away,  . 
without  thy  ciiearing  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  fcorching  f<nd 

beneath  a  burning   iky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  ftream  at  hand3    " 
and  they  muft  drirk  or  die. 

3  I've  fee n  thy  glory  and  thy  pow'r 

thro'  all  thy  temple  mine; 
My  God,  repeat  that  heav'nly  hour, 
that  Y&oa  fo  divine. 


PSALM    LXIIL        n 

f  Not  all  the  bleiTings  of  a  fea£ 
can  pleafe  my  foul  fo  well, 
As    when  thy   richer  grace  I  tafte*. 
and  in  thy  prefence  dwell. 

•  Not  life  itfelf,  with  all  her  joys, 
can  my  bed  paflions.  move, 
Of  raife  fo  high    my  chearful  veil 
as  thy  forgivihg  love. 

>  Thus 'till    my  laft  expiring  day ?    . 
I'll   belfs  my  God  and  King  ; 
Thus  will  I  lifr  my  hands  to  pray, 
and  tune  my  lips  to  iing. 

PSALM   LXIIL  6—10.  Second  Pari 

Common  Metre. 

Midnight  thoughts  recollected* 

i  >rPWAS  in  the  watches  of  the  night 
X      I  thought  upon  thy  pow'r; 
I  kept  thy  lovely  face  in  %hL>. 
amidft  the  darkeft  hour. 

i  My  flefh  lay  refting  on  my  bed, 
my  foul  arofe  on  high  ; 
My  God,  my  life>  my  hope,  I  faidj 
bring  thy  falvation  nigh, 

\  My  fpirit  labours  up  thine  hill, 
and  climbs  the  heav'nly  road  : 
But  thy  right-hand  upholds  me  {till, 
while  I  purfue  my  God. 
{.  Thy  mercy  flretches  o'er  my  head 
the  fhadow  of  thy  wings  ; 
My  heart   rejoices  in  thine  aid, 
my  tongue  awakes  and  fings- 
5  But  the  deftroyer's  of  my  peace 
mall  fret  and  rage  in  vain  : 
The  tempter  fhall  forever  ceafe>. 
and  all  my  fins  be  flain, 


nS  PSALM     LXIIX, 

6  Thy  fword  (hall  give  my  foes  to  death, 

and  fend  the:1^    d -.'in  to  dwell 
In   the  dark  caverns  cc  the  earth, 
or  to  the  depths  of  hell, 

P  S  A  L  M    LXIII.    Long  Metre. 

Longing  after  O    \  ;  or,  the  love  of  God  better 

than  Lfe.- 

i    /^  RE  -  T  God  indulge  my  humble  claim, 
V_X  Thou  art  my  hep-:,  my  joy.  my  reit  ; 
The  glories  that  co     ]  ime 

Stand  ali   engag  d        .    -.    me  bleil. 

l  Thou  Great  and  (5ood,  thou  juft,  and  Wiie> 
Thou  art  aw  Father  :i:d  my  God  ; 
And  I  am  thine  by  facVed  ties  ; 
Trjy  fbn,  thy  fervani     bought  with  blood. 

3  With  heart  and  eyes,  and  lifted  haeds, 
For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look, 
As  travellers,  in  thirlty  lands, 
Pant  for  the  coding  water-bjaok,- 

4  With  early  feet  I  love  t'  appear 
Among  thy  faints,  and  feek  thy  face  ; 
Oft  have  I  feen  thy  glory  there, 

And  felt  the  pow'r  of  Sov'reign  grace. 

5  Not  fruits  nor  wines  that  tempt  our  tafle, 
Nor  all  the  juys  our  fenfes  know, 

Could  make  me  fo  divinely  bleft, 
Or  raife  my  chearful  paffion  fo. 

»  My  life  itfelf,  without  thy  love, 
No  talte  of  pleafure  could    afford ; 
'Twould  but  a  tiiefom  burden  prove, 
If  I  were  banihVd  from  the  Lord. 

7  Amidft  the  wakeful  hours  of  night, 
When  bufy  cares  afflict  my  head, 
One  thought  of  thee  gives  new  delight. 
>Aad  adds  refreihment  to  my  bedv 


PSALM    LXIII.  1 t$ 

1*11  lift  my  bands,  I'll  raife  my    voice, 
While    I  have    breath  to  pray  or  praife  ; 
This  work  fhall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  fpend   the  remnant  of  my  days. 

PSALM      LXIII.     Short  Metre. 
Seeking  God. 

1  \/TY  God,  permit  my  tongue 
i\ \.     this  joy  to  call  thee   mine: 

And  let  my  early  cries  prevail 
to  tafle  thy  love  divine. 

2  My  thirfty    fainting  foul 
thy  mercy  does   implore  : 

Mot  travellers  in  defer t  lands 
can  pant  for  water   more. 

3  Within  thv  churches,  Lord, 
I  long  to  find  my  piace, 

Thy  pow'r  and  glory  to  behold, 
and  ke\  thy  quickning  grace  • 

4  For  life  without  thy  love 
no  relifii  can  afford    ; 

No  jay  can  be  compared    with  this^, 
to  ferve  and  pleafe  the  Lord. 

5  To  thee  I'll   lift  my  hands, 
and  praife  thee  while  I  live ; 

Not  all  the  dainties  of  a  feaft 
foch  food  or  pleafure  give. 

6  In   wakeful  hours  of  night, 
I  call  my  God  to  mind; 

I   think"  how  wife  thy  coun  els  arej, 
and  all  thy  dealings  kind 

7  Since  thou  haft  beer  my  -help, 
to   thee  my  fpirit   flies, 

And  on  thy  watchful  providence 
my  chearful  hope  relies, 


im  PSALM     LXV. 

8  The  {hadow  of  thy  wings 
my  foul  in  fafety  keeps  ; 
I  follow  where  my    Father   leads, 
.and  he  fupports   my  liens. 

P;SAi  M      LXV.    I- S.FirJ}  Part 

Long    Metre, 

Public  prayer  and  praife. 

TT^  HE  praife  of  Sion  waits  for  thee, 
!_      M  y  G  oci ;  and  praife  becomes  thy  houfe : ' 
There* ih all  thy  faints  thy  giory    fee* 
And  there  perform  their  public   vows, 

2  O  thou,  whofe  mercy  bends  the  flues, 
To.fave  when  humble  ilnners  pray, 
All   lands  to  thee  (hall  lift    their  eyes, 
And  iilands   of  the  Northern  fea. 

v    Aigainft  my  will  my  fins   prevail, 
But  grace  /hat!  purge  away  their  {lain ; 
The  blood  of  Chrill  will  never    fail 
Towaih  my  garments  white  again. 

4  Bleft  is  the  man  whom  thou  (halt  chufe 
And  give  him  kind  accefs  to  thee  ; 

Give  him  a  pi  tee  within  thy  houfes 
To  tafle  thy  love  divinely  free. 
Pa  u  s  e  . 

5  Let  Babel  fear  when  Sion  prays  ; 

(<cbely  prepare  for  long  diftrefs, 
When  Sions  God  himfelf  arrays 
In  terror  and  in     ighteoufnefs, 

6  With  dreadful  glory   God  fulfills 
What  his  afflicted  fainrs  requeft; 
And  with  almighty  wrath  reveals 
His  love  to  give  his  churches  reft. 

7  Then  fhall  the  flocking  nations  run 
To  Sion  s  hili  and  own  their  Lord; 


PS  A  L  M     LXV,  121 

The  rifmg  and  the  fitting  fun, 
Shall  fee  the  Saviour's  name  ador'd. 

FSALM  LXV.  5 — 13;  Second? art. .LoDgMeire. 

Divine  Providence  in  Air>  Earth  an-d  Sea  ;  org 
The  G&d  ef  Nature  and  Grace. 

1  P~T^HE  God  of  our  falvation  hears 

X     The  groans  of  S ion  mix'd  with  tears  5 
Yet  when  be  comes  with  kind  defigus, 
Through  all  the  way  his  terror  (hines, 

2  On  him  the  race  of  mat*  depends, 
Far  as  the  earth's  remoteft  ends, 
Where  the  Creator's  name  is  known, 
By  nature's  feeble  light  alone. 

3  Sailors,  that  travel  o'er  the  fi^od, 
Addrels  ihtir  frighted  fouls  to  Goal  ; 
When  tempers  rage  and  billows  roar, 
At  dreaifol  diftance  from  the  more. 

4  He  bids  the  noify  tempeft  ceafe, 
He  calms  the  raging  croud  to  peace, 
When  a  tumultuous  nation  raves, 
Wild  as  the  winds,  and  loud  as  waves. 

5  Whole  kingdoms  fliaken  by  the  ftorm. 
He  fettles  in  a  peaceful  form ; 
Mountains  eftablifh'd  by  his  hand, 
Firm  on  their  old  foundations  Hand. 

6  Behold  his  enfigns  fweep  the  fkyf 
New  comet's  blaze,  and  light'nings  fly  ;' 
The  Heathen  lands,  with  fwift  fbrprlze, 
From  the  bright  horrors  turn  their  eyes, 

7  At  his  command  the  morning  ray 
Smiles  in  the  eqfi ,  and  leads  the  day  ; 
He  guides  the  fun*s  declining  wheels, 
Over  the  tops  ofiuejiern  hill*. 

-I*  8  Seafana 


122  P.  S  A  L  M    LXV, 

8  Seafons  and  times  obey  his  voice, 
The  ev'ning  and  the  morn  rejoice, 

To  fee  the  earth  made  foft  with  fhow'rs, 
Laden  with  fruit,  and  drefs\*  with  flow!rs. 

9  'Tis  from  his-watVy  flores  on  high, 
He  gives  the  thirfty  ground  iuppiy  ; 
He  walks  upon  the  clouds  and  th  i 
Doth  his  emiching  drops  difpeniV 

io  The  defart  grows  a  fruitful  fit;.-' 
Abundant  food  the  values  yield  ; 
The  valJies  fhout  with  chearful  v 
And  neighb'ring  bills  repeat  thei 

.  ii   The  paftures  fmile  in  green  ar"r*y  ; 
There  Iambs  and  larger  cattse  play  ; 
The  larger  cattle  and  the  lamb, 
Each  in  his  language,  fpeak3  thy  name. 

!2  Thy  works  .pronounce  thy  po.w'r  divine  ; 
O'er  ev'ry  field  thy  gltries  fhine  ; 
Through  ev'ry  month  thy  gifts  appear  ; 
Gre3t  God  !  thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 

PSALM  LXV.  Firfl  Part.  Common  Metre. 
rf  Prayer- hearing  God,  and  the  Gektiles  called . 

PRAISF.  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee, 
there  Qiall  our  vows  be  paid  ; 
Thou  haft  an  ear  when  iinncrs  pray, 
ai)  flefli.fiial!  feek  thine  aid. 

2  Lord  our  iniquities  prevail, 

but  pard'ning  grace  is  thine, 
And  thou  wilt  grant  us  pow'r  and  flail, 

to  conquer  ev'ry  f:c. 

•  Blefs'd  are  the. men  whom  thou  Quit  chute, 

to  bring  them  near  thy  face, 
Tve  them  a  dwelling  in  thine  houfe, 

*o  fesft  upon  thy  grace 


PSA  LM       LXV,         12 a- 

4  Iq  anfwVTcg  what  thy  church  reque{k. 
thy  truth  and  terror  fhine, 

And  works  of  dreadful  righuoufaefs  - 
fulfil  thy  kind  defign* 

5  Thus  fh^U  the  wond'ring  nations  k* 
the  Lord  is  good  and  j  vR.  ; 

And   diftant  iflands  fly  to  thee, 
and  make  thy  came  their  tfufh 

6  They  dread  thy  glittering  tokens,  tattf," 
when  figns  in  heav'n  appear  : 

But  they  ffcall  learn  thy  holy  word, 
and  love  as  well  as  fear, 

PSALM  LXV.  Second  Part,  Common  Metre - 

The  Providence  of  God  in  Air %  Earth  and  Sea  , 
or,  The-  Blejjings  of  Rain, 

i  <rTlISby  thy  ftrength  the  mountains  ftarid: 

X  '     God  of  eternal  pow'r  ! 
The  fea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
and  tempefts  ceafe  to  roar. 

2  The  morning  light  and  evening  (hade, 
fucceffive  comfort  bring  ; 

Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harveft  glad, 
thy  ffow'rs  adorn  the  fpring. 

3  Seafons  and  times,  and  moons,  and  hours* 
heav'n,  earth  and  air  are  thine  ; 

When  clouds  diftil  in  fruitful  fhow^rs, 
the  author  is  divine. 

4  Thofe  wandering  ciftcrns  in  the  fky, 
borne  by  the  winds  around, 

With  wat'ry  treafures  well  fupply 
the  furrows  of  the  ground. 

f  The  thirfty  ridges  drink  their  fi-9*.  - 
and  ranks  of  corn  appear  j 


124        PSALM      LXV. 

Thy  ways  abound  with  bleffings  ft  ill, 
thy  goodnefs  crowns  the  year. 

PSALM  LXV.  Third  Part.  Common  Metre. 

The  Blefings  of  the  Spring  ;  or,  God  gives  Rain. 

A  Pfalm  for  the  Hufba-.dma.i. 

i   f^  OOD  is  the  Lord,  the  heav'nly  King, 
,  VJT    who  makes  the  earth  his  care, 
Vifits.,the  paftures  ev'ry  fpring, 
and  bids  the  grafs  appear. 

2  The  clouds,   like  rivers  rais'd  on  high, 
pour  our,  at  thy  command, 

Their  wat'ry  bleffings  from  the  Iky, 
to  chear  the  thirliy  land. 

3  The  foft'ned  ridges  of  the  field 
permit  the  corn  to  fpring  ; 

The  vallies   rich  provifion  yield, 
and  the  poor  lab'rers  fiag. 

4  The  little  hills,  on  ev'ry  fide, 
rejoice  at  falling  fhow'rs, 

The  meadows,  drefs'd  in  all  their  pride, 
perfume  the  air  with  fiow'rs. 

5  The  barren  clods,  refrefli'd  with  rain, 
promife  a  joyful  crop ; 

The  parched  grounds  look  green  again, 
and  raife  the  reaper's  hope. 

6  The  various  months  thy  goodnefs  crowns, 
how  bcunt'ous  are  thy  ways  ! 

The  bleating  flocks  fpread  o'er  the-downs, 
and  fhepherds  fliout  thy  praife. 

PSALM     LXVI.     Firft  Part. 

Governing  Power  and  Goodnefs ;  or,  Our  Grace 

tried  by  Affiittions . 
I    £i  ING  all  ye  nations  to  the  Lord, 
£)     dug  with  a  joyful  noife  ; 


PSdLSf     Lmi.        125- 

With  melody;  of   found   record 
his  honour,  aod  your  joys. 

2  Say  to  the  pow'r  that  fhakes  the  (kjy 
*l  how  terrible  art  thou  ! 

•*  Sinners  before  tby  prefence  fly, 
or  at  thy  feet  they  bow." 

3  [Come,  fee  the  wonders  of  cur  God* 
how  glorious  are  his  w£ys  ! 

in  Mefei"  hand  he  puts  his  rod*, 
and  cleaves  the  frighted  feas. 

4.  He  made  the  ebbing  chancel  dry, 

while  Ifi  \el  pafs'd  the  flood  \ 
There  did  the  church  begin  their  joy,. 

and  triumph  in  their  God.] 

5  He  rules  by  his  reliefs  might  % 
will   rebel  mortals  dare 

Provoke  th*  Eternal  to  the  fight, 
fend  tempt  that  dreadful  war  ? 

6  O  biefs  our  God,  and  cever  ceafe, 
ye  faints,  fulfil   his  praife : 

Ke  keeps  our  life,  maintains  our  peace, 
and  guides  our  doubtful  ways. 

7  Lord,  thou  haft  prov'd  our  fuff'ring  .fouls*, 
to  make  our  graces  fhine  ; 

So  filver  bears  the  burning  coals, 
the  metal  to  refine. 

§  Through  wat'ry  deeps,  and  fiery  wzj$3 

we  march  at  tby  command, 
Led  to  poffefs  the  promis'd  place, 

by  thine  unerring  hand. 

PSALM  LXVJ..I3 20.  Second  Part; 

Praife  to  God  for  hearing  Prayer* 
1  \]OW  fh,all  my  folemn  vows  be  paid 
iN    to  that 'almighty. pow'r,' 

~  ~"r      hz  That 


Jt6    P  S  A  L  M    LXVl.*-LXVU: 

That  heard  the  long  requefts  I  made 
in  my  diftrefsful  hour. 

a  My  lips  and  chearful   heart  prepare 

to  make  his  mercies  known  ; 
Come  ye  that  fear  my  God,  and  hear 

the  wonders  he  has  done. 

3  When  on  my  head  huge  forrows  fell? 
I  fought  his  heav'niy  aid  ; 

He  fav'd  my  finking  foul  from  hell, 
and  death's  eternal  {hade. 

4  If  fin  lay  cover'd  in  my  heart, 
whi!e  pray'r  eroploy'd  ray  tongue, 

tThe  Lord  had  fhewn  me  no  regard, 
nor  I  his  praifes  fung. 

5  But  God  (his  name  be  ever  bleft) 
has  fet  my  fpirit  free  ; 

Nor  turn'd  from  him  my  poor  requel^ 
nor  turn'd  his  heart  from  me. 

PSALM     LXVII. 

The  Nation*  tProfperity,  and  theChurcifsIncreafc:, 

1  O  HINE,  mighty  God,  on  Britain  (nine, 
>3     with  beams  of  heav'niy  grace  ; 

Reveal  thy  pow'r  through  all  their  coaftss,.. 
and  (hew  thy  fmiling  face. 

2  [Amidft  our  ifle,  exalted  high, 
do  thou  our  glory  ftand, 

And,  like  a  wall  of  guardian  fire, 
furround  the  favorite  land.] 

3  When  fhall  thy  name  from  (hore  to  fhore, 
found  all  the  earth  abroad, 

And  diftant  nations  know  and  love 

their  Saviour  and  their  God  ? 

&-  .  ■-  .- 

4  Sing  to  the  Lord,  ye  diftant  lands, 
fog  loud  with  foieoaa  voice ; 


PSALM  LXVII,  LXVIH,    127 

While  Britifb  tongues  exalt  his  praife; 
and  Britijh  hearts  rejoice. 

5  He,  the  great  Lord,  the  fov'reign  jaBge3 
that  fits  enthron'd  above, 

Wifely  commands  the  worlds  he  made, 
in  jufiice  and  in  love. 

6  Earth  (hall  obey  her  maker's  will* 
and  yield  a  full  increafe  ; 

Our  God  will  crown  his  chofen  ifle 
with  fruitfulnefs  and   peace, 

f  God  the  redeemer  fcatters  round 

his  choiceft  favours  here, 
While  the  creation's  utmoft  bound 

fiiould  fee,  adore  and  fear. 

PSALM     LXVIII.     x— 6.  32— 33V 

The  Firft  Part. 
The  Vengeance  and  Cempafion  of  God* 

1  °T     ET  God  arife  in  all  his  might, 

I   j  And  put  the  troops  of  hell  to  flight  ; 
As  fmoke  that  fought  to  cloud  the  fkies. 
Before  the  rifing  tempeft  flies. 

2  [He  comes  array'd  in  burning  flames, 
Jirftice  and  vengeance  are  his  names  ; 
Behold  his  fainting  foes  expire 

Like  melting  wax  before  the  fire.] 

3  He  rides  and  thunders  through  the  &y, 
His  name  Jehovah  founds  ob  high  ; 
Sing  to  his  name,  ye  fons  of  grace, 

Ye  faints  rejoice  before  his  face. 

4  The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs 
Fly  to  his  aid  in  fharp  diftrefs  ; 
la  him  the  poor  and  helplefs  find 
A  judge  that**  juft,  a  father  kinda . 


t2$      PSALM     LXVIII. 

5  He  breaks  the  captives  heavy  chain, 
And  pris'oers Tee  the  light  again  ; 
Fut  rebels  that  difpute  his  will, 
Shall  dwell  in  chains  and  darknefs  &H. 

P  a  u   s    B. 

6  Kingdoms  and  thrones  to  God  belong  ; 
Crown  him  ye  nations  in  a  fong  ; 

His  wond'rous  came  ?.nd  pow'rs  rehearfe  ; 
His  honours  ihaU  enrich  your  verfe. 

7  He  (hakes  the  heav'cs  with  loud  alarms  ; 
How  terrible  is  God  in  arms  ! 

In   If? el  are  his  mercies  known, 
Jfr'el  is  his  peculiar  throne. 

8  Proclaim  him  king,  pronounce  him  bleft ;. 
He's  your  defence,  your  joy,    your  reft  ; 
When  terrors  rife,  and  nations  faint^ 

God  is  the  ftrength  of  ev'ry  faint. 

PSALM   LXVIII.     rjr,  t8.  Second  r?.rt;. 

Chifii  AfcHifvn,  ani  the  Gift  of  the  Spirit 

i   T     ORD,  when  thou  did'ft  afcend  on  hig{i, 

'^j  Ten  tboafand  angels  fill'd  theiky  : 
Thote  heav'nly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots  that  attend  thy  ft?te. 
2  Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious  when  the  Lord  was  there  ;. 
While  he  pronouoc*d  his  dreadful  law, 
£nd  ftruck  the  chofen  tribes  with  awe. 
a  How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  the  rebellious  pow'rs  of  hell, 
That  thoufand  fouls  had  captive  made£ 
Where  all  in  chains  like  captives  led. 
4  Rais'dhv  h;s  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  feat  the  promU'd  fpirit  down, 


PSALM  LXVII1.  LXIX.     124 

With  gifcs  and  grace  for  rebel  caen. 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

FSALM  LXVIII.  19,  9,  2©,  21,  22.  ThtrdPark 

Praife  for  temporal  Bleffings  ;  or,  Common  and 
Spiritual  Mercies. 

1  \^/E  blefs  the  Lord,  the  juft  and  good, 

VV   Who  fills  our  hearts  with  joy  and  food. 
Who  pours  his  bleffings  from  the  fkies, 
And  Joads  our  days  with  rich  fupplies. 

2  He  fends  the  fun  his  circuit  round, 

To  chear'the  fruits,  to  warm  the  ground  j 
He  bid?  the  clouds  with  plenteous  raia 
Refrem  the  thirfly  earth  again. 

3  Tis  to  his  care  we  owe  our  breath, 
And  aU  cur  near  efcapes  from  death  ; 
Safety  and  health  to  God  belong  ; 

He  helps  the  weak  and  guards  the  ftrorg. 

4  He  makes  the  faint  and  finner  prove 
The  common  bleffings  of  his  love  ; 
But  the  wide  diff'rence  that  remains, 
Is  endlefs  joys,  or  endlefs  pains. 

5  The  Lord,  that  bruis'd  the  ferpent's  keatf; 
On  all  the  Serpent's  feed  (hall  tread  ; 

The  ftubborn  finner 's  hope  confound, 
And  fmite  him  with  a  iafting  wound. 

6  But  his  right  haxud  his  faints  (hail  raife 
From  the  deep  earth,  or  deeper  feas ; 
And  bring  them  to  his  courts  above, 
There  (hall  they  tafte  his  fpecial  love. 

PSALM    LXIX.  1 14.  Firfc  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

The  Sufferings  of  Chrifl  for  our  Salvation. 

x    "  Q  AVE  me,  O  Lord,  the  fwelb'ng  floods. 
$J  "  break  m  upon  my  foul  ■ 


JSO-       E  S  A  L  M    LXIX. 

ei  I  fifck  ;  and  forrows  o'er  my  head, 
'Mike  mighty  waters  roll. 

2  "  I  cry  till  all  my  voice  be  gone, 

*'  in  tears  I  wafte  the  day  : 
I*  My  God,  behold  my  longing  eye3, 

"  and  (horten  the  delay. 

%  M  They  hate  my  fouJ  without  a  caufc, 

"  and  ftill  their  number  grows 
ft*  More  than  the  hairs  around  my  head,  . 

M  and  mighty  are  my  foes.    % 

4  "  'Twas  then  I  paid  that  dreadful  debt 
"  that  men  could  never  pay, 

I'  And  gave  thofe  honours  to  thy  law 
"  which  fianers  took  away." 

5  Thus, in  the  great  Mefiah't  name* 
the  royal  Prophet  mourns ; 

Thus  he  awakes  our  hearts  to  grief, 
and  gives  us  joy  by  turns. 

6  M  Now  ftall  the  faints  rejoice  and  find    . 
*'  falVation  in  thy  name  ; 

««  For  I  have  borne  their  heavy  load 
61  of  forrow,  pain,  and  (hame. 

1  "  Grief,  like  a  garment,  cloath'd  me  rounds 

"  and  fackcloth  was  my  drefs, 
«•  While  1  procur'd  for   naked  fouls 

•«  a  robe  of  right' oufnefs. 

8  M  Amongft  my  brethren  and  the  Jswit  ., 
"  I  like  a  ftranger  (rood, 

"  And  bore  their  vile  reproach,  to  bring 
•'the  Ger.  tiles  near  to  God. 

9  M  I  came,  in  finful  mortals  ftead, 
«*  to  do  my  father's  will ; 

*■  Yer  wh^n  I  cieans'd  my  father's  houfe,    , 
84  they  icaadaltz'd  my  zeal. 


PSA  L  M     LXDC         igi 

I©  "  My  fafting  and  ray  holy  groans 
"were  rr^je  the  drunkard's   ion"  ; 
"  But  God.,   frr,m  hi3  ceJfftial  throne 


-     ■'-  ■'  !  .'    i  ■  -  L 

aid. 

12  -  -  a  mad  accepted  Iicur 

»3      arofe  on  high  ; 
-'*  A*:  -  for  my    Pike  my  Gcd  (hali  hear 
"  the.  dying  Boner's  cry." 

PSALM    LXIX..  14—21,  26,  29,  32, 

Second-  Part.     Ccmmon  Metre. 

The   Pajfion  and  Exaltation  of  Cbrifi, 

1  f\TOW  let  our  lips  wnh  holy  fear, 
X%|      and  mournful  pieafqre,  fing 

The  fufF'riQgs  of  cur  great  high  prigft, 
the  forrovs  of  our  king. 

2  fie  finks  in  floods  of  deep  diflrefs  \ 
how  high  the  waters'  rife  ! 

While  to  his  he3v'n!y  father's  ear 
he  ieods  perpetual  cries. 

3  1S  Hear  me,  O  Lord,  and  fave  thy  fo'B0 
"  nor  hide   thy  mining  face  ; 

■**.  Why  (honid  thy  fa? 'rite  look  like  one 
«>  forfaken  of  thy  grace  ? 

4  «•  With  rage  they  perfecute  the  man 
tfrthat  groan    beneath  thy  wound  3 

u  While,  for  a  iacrifice,  I  pour 
K  my  life  upon  the  ground, 

5  V  They  tread  my  honour  to  the  du(l3 
t;  and  laugh  when  I  complain  5 


132         PSALM     LXfX. 

«*  Their  (harp  infulting  fhnders  add 
"  frefh  aDguiih  to  my  pain. 

6  M  All  my  reproach  is  kaowa  to  thee, 
"  the  fcandal  and   r.e  fhame  ; 

"  Reproach  has  broke  ray  bleeding  heart, 
■«  and  lies  defii'd  my  name. 

7  *'  I  look'd  for  pity,  but  in  vain  ; 
"  my  kindred  are  my   grief  ; 

ei  I  afc  my   friends  for  comfort  round, 
"  but  meet  with   no  relict. 

$  '«  With  vinegar  they  mock  my  third, 

"  they  give  me  galJ  for  food  ; 
e{  A  ad  (porting  with  my  dying  groans, 

•*  they  triumph   in  my  blood.    . 

9  V  Shine  into  my  diftr^fTed  foul, 

*«  let  thy  campaflizm  fave  ; 
ei  And  though  my  fl?fh  fink  down  to  deatb.% 

"  redeem  h  from  the  grave. 

io  "  I  (hail  arife'to  praife  thy  name, 
"  (hall  reign   in  worlds  unknown; 

"  And  thy  filiation,  O  my   God, 
"  (hall  feat  me  on   thy  throne." 

PSALM    LXfX.     Third  Part. 

fjbrijTs  Obedience  and  Death  ;  or,  God  glorified 

and  Sinners  faved. 
I    "FEATHER.,   1  fing  thy  wond'rous  grace,  • 

X        I  hiefs  my  Saviour  Y  name  ; 
He  bought  falvation  for  the  poor, 

and  bore  the  fianer's  fhame. 

7.  His  deep  diftrefs  has  raised  us  high, 

his  duty  and  his  zeal  • 
FulfiU'd  the  law  which  mortals  broke, 

and  fiailh'd  all  thy  will. 

3  His  dying  groans,  his  living  fong*» 
ifaall  better  pieafe  my   God, 


PSAL  M    LXIX. 


$i> 


Than  harp  or  trumpet's  folemn  founds 
than  goats  or  bullocks  blood. 

a  This  (hall  his  humble  followers  fee, 
and4  fex  their  hearts  at  reft  ; 
They  by  his  death  draw  near  to  thee, 
and  live  for  ever  bleft. 

j  Let  heav'n,  and  all  that  dwell  on  h?gh0 
to  God  their  voices  raife, 
While  tend   and  feas    affi$  the  fky, 
and  j©in  t'  advance  his  praife. 

6  Shn   is    thine,   moft   holy  God, 
thy  Son  fhaU   blefs  her  gates ; 
And  glory  purchased  by  his  blood, 
for  thine  own  Ifr'el  waits, 

PSALM  LX!X.    Firfi  Part.  Long  Metre. 
Ckrifi's  Pa]JIont  and  Sinners  Salvatfan* 

1  TPYEEP  in  our  hearts  let  us  record 
\J  The  deeper  (orrows  of  our  Lord  i 
Behold  the   riling  billows  roll 

To  overwhelm  his  righteous  foul. 

2  In  long  complaints  he  fpends  his  breath, 
While  hofts  of  hell,  and  pow'rs  of  death* 

"And  all  the   fons  of  malice  join 
To  execute  their  curs'd  defign. 

3  Yet,  gracious  God,  thy  pow'r  and  love 
Have  made  the  curfe  a  bleffing  prove  £ 
Thofe  dreadful  faff 'rings  of  thy  Son, 
Aton'd  for  fins  which  we,  have  done* 

a  The  pangs  of  our  expiring  Lord, 
The  honor  of  thy  law  reftor'd  ; 
His  forrows  made  thy  juftice  known, 
And  paid  for  follies  not  his  owa. 

A  5  & 


t*34        PSALM    LXIX. 

5  O  for  hi*  fake,   our  fms   forgive, 
And  let  the  mourning  (inner  )«v 
The  Lord  will  hear  us  in  his  name, 
Nor  (hall  our  hope  be  turn'd  to  fha^e. 

PSALM  LXIX.  ver.  7,  6c.   Second  Part. 
Long  Metre. 
Ckrifl's  Sufferings  and  Zeal. 
g  'Hp*  WAS  for  thy  fake,    eternal  God, 
X     Thy  Son  fuftain'd  that  heavy  load 
Of  bafe  reproach,  and  fore  difgrace, 
And  (hame  defil'd  his  facred  fice. 

2  The  Jews  his  brethren  and  his  kin, 
AbusM  the  man  that  check'd  their  fin  ; 
While  he  fu'fili'd  thy  holy  laws, 
They  hate  him,  but  without  a  caufe, 

£3  My  Father's  boufe  ((aid  he)  was  made 
A  place  for  worJhip%    not  for  trade. 
Then  featuring  all  their  gold  and  brafs, 
He  fcourg'd  the  merchants  from  the  place.} 

£4  Zeal  for  the  temple  of  his  God 
Confum'd  his  life,  espos'd  his  bfbod: 
Reproaches  at   thy  glory  thrown, 
He  felt,  and  mourn*  d  them  as  his  own,] 

5  His  friends  forfook,  his  fou'wers  fled, 

While  foes  and  arms  furround  his  head  ;     * 
They  curfe  him  with  a  fland'rous  tongue, 
And  the  falfe  judge  maintains  the  wrong 
j$  His  life  they  load  with  hateful  lies, 
And  charge  his  lips  with  blafphemies: 
They  nail  him  to  the  (hameful  tree  ; 
There  hung  the  man  that  dy'd  for  me. 
J  7  Wretches,  with  hearts  as  hard  as  ftones, 
Inful t  his  piety  and   groans; 
Gall  was  the  food  they  gave  him  there. 
And  mocfc'd  his  tbirft  with  vinegar] 


PSALM    LXXL        I2S 

8  But  God  beheld,  and  from  his  throne 
Marks  out  the  men  that  hate  his  Son  s 
The  hand  that  rais'd  him  from  the  deadr 
Shall  pour  his  vengeance  on  their  head. 

PSALM    LXX1.    5—9.    Firft  Part, 

The  aged  Saint's  Refieftion  and  Hope. 

1  Ti  MY  God,  my  everlafting  hope, 
IvX     I  Iwe  upon  thy  truth  ; 

Thine  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
and  ftrengthen'd  all  my  youth. 

2  My  flefh  was  fafhion'd  by  thy  powV, 

with  all  thefe  limbs  of  mine, 
And  from  my  mother's  painful  hour 

I've  been  entirely  thine, 
g  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  feen^ 

repeated  ev'ry  year  ; 
Behold' my  days   that  yet  remain, 

1  truft  them  to  thy  care. 

4  Caft  me  not  off  when  ftrength  declines,, 

when  hoary  hairs  arife  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  (nine, 
when  e'er  thy  iervant  dies. 

5  Then  in  the hift'ry  of  my  age, 

when  men  review  my  days, 
They'll  read  thy  love  in  ev'ry  page, 
in  ev'ry  line  thy  praife. 

PSALM   LXXI.    14,  1;,  16,  22,  23,  24. 

Second  Part. 

Chrift  cur  Strength   and  Right  eoufnefi, 

I  "\/TY  Saviour,  my  almighty  friend, 
JL VX     when  I  begin  thy  praife, 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end, 
the  numbers  of  thy  grace  I 


136        PSALM    LXXI. 

2  Thou  art  my  ever  lading  truft, 

thy  goodnefs  I  adore  ! 
And  fince  I  knew  thy  graces  firft, 
I  fpeak  thy  glories  more. 

3  My  feet  (hall  tra  el  all  the  length 

of  the  celeftial  road, 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  ftrcagtb; 
to  fee  my  Father,  God. 

4  When  I  am  fiU'd  with  fore  diftrefs, 

for  fome  furprifing  fin. 
I'll  plead  thy  perfecl  righteoufnefs, 
and  mention  noce  but  thine. 

5  How  will  my  lips  rejoice  to  tell 

the  via'ries  of  my  King  ! 
My  foul,  redeem'd  from  death  and  hell, 

fhaU  thy  falvation  fing. 
[6  My  tongue  lhaU  all  the  day  proclaim 

my  Saviour  and  my  God  ; 
His  death  has  brought  my  foes  to  mame, 

and  drown'd  them  in  his  blood. 
7  Awake,  awake,  ray  tuneful  pow'rs  ; 

with  this  delightful  fong  ; 
I'll  entertain  the  darkeft  hours, 

cor  think  the  feafon  long.] 

PSALM    LXXI.     17—21.     Third  Part. 

The    aged  Chrifiiarfi   Prayer  and  Song ;    or, 
Old  Age,  Death,  and  the  RefurreQion. 

1  fy  OD  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth, 
V_JT     the  guide  of  all  my  days, 

I  have  declar'd  thy  heav'nly  truth, 
and  told  thy  wondr'ous  ways. 

2  Wilt  thou  forfake  my  hoary  hairs, 

and  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 
Who  (hall  fufbin  my  fainting  years, 
if  God  my  flrengih  depart  ? 


PSALM     LXXII.  137 

3  Let  me  thy  pow'r  and  truth  proclaim 

to  the  furviving  age, 
And  leave  a  favour  of   tby  came 
when  I  fliali  quit  the  ftage. 

4  The  land  of  filence  and  of  death 

attends  my  nest  Temove  ; 
O  may  thefe  poor  remains  of  breath 
teach  the  wide  world  thy  love. 

Pa  v  s  b. 

5  Thy  righteoufnefs  is  deep  and  high, 

unfearchable  thy  Htcdi  ; 
Thy  glory  fp reads  beyond  the  iky, 
and  all  my  praife  exceeds. 

6  Oft  have  I  heard  tby  threat'nings  roar, 

and  oft  endur'd  the  grief ; 
But  when  thy  hand  has  prefs'd  me  fore^ 
thy  grace  was  my  relief. 

7  By  Jong  experience  have  I  knows 

thy    fov'reign  power  to  fave  j 
At  thy  command  I  venture  dowa 
fecurely  to  the  grave. 

8  When  I  lie  buried  in  the  dull, 

my  flefti  ftall  be  thy  care  ; 
Thefe  with'ring  limbs  with  thee  I  tfufc> 
to  raife  them  ft  roc  g  and  fair. 

PSALM     LXXII.     Fira  Part. 

The  Kingdom  ofChrifi. 

1  /^TREAT  God,  whofe  umverfal  fway, 
VJ  The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey, 

Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son 3 
Extend  his  pow'r,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  Thy  fceptre  well  becomes  his  hands, 
AU  heav'n  fubmits  to  his   commands  ; 
His  juftice  (hall  avenge  the  poor, 
Afid  pride  and  rage  prevail  no  more. 

ZYL-2  3Wi&.» 


I?!  PSALM  LXXII; 

3  \rfith  pow'r  he  vindicates  the  juft, 
And  treads  th*  oppreflbr  in  the  dull  ; 
His  worfhip  and  his  fear  (hall  laft 

Till  hours,   and  years,  and  time  be  paftV 

4  As  rain  on  meadows  newly  mown, 
So  (hall  he  fend  his  influence  down  s, 
His  grace  on  fainting  fouls  diftills, 
Like  heav'nly  dew  on  thirfty  hills. 

5  The  Hetthsn  lands  that  lie  beneath 
The  (hades  of  over-fpreading  deat&r, 
Revive  at  his  Erft-dawning  light, 
And  defarts  bloflbm  at  the  fight. 

6  The  faints  (haU  fburifh  in  his  days, 
Dreft  in  the  robes   of  joy  and  praife; 
Peace  like  a  river  from  his^  throne 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown, 

PSALM  LXXU.     Second  Part, 

Thrift'/  Kingdom  a.mong  the  Gentiles. 

*    TESUS  (hall  reign  where  e'er  the  ftxn^ 
J    Does   h'ufucceffive  journies  run; 
His  kingdom  ftretcb  from  Ihore   to  fhore.,, 
'Till  moons  mall  wax  and  wane  no.  mors 

[t  Behold  the  iflands   with  their  kings, 
And  Europe  her  beft  tribute  brings  ; 
From  north  to  fouth  the  princes  meet, 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet. 

3  There  Perfia  glorious  to  behold, 
There  India  (nines  in  Eaftern  gold  ; . 
Aod  barb'rous  nations  at  his  word, 
Submit   and  bow,  and  own  their  Lord.] .... 

4  For  him  (hall  endlefi  pray'r  be  made, 
And  praifes  throng  to  crown  his  head  ; 
Hh  name  like  fwect  perfume  (hall  rife, 
Wth   cy'rj  roorning  facrifice,. 


PSALM    LXXIII.  1 39 

$  People  and  realms  of  evVy  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  fweeteft  fong  ; 
And  infant  voices  fhai!  proclaim 
Their  early  blefiings  on  his  name. 

&  Bleffings  abound  where  e*er  he  reigns, 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loofe  his  chains; 
The  weary  find  eternal  reft, 
And  all  the  Tons  of  want  are  bleft. 

\_y  Where  he  difplays  his  healing  pow'r,. 
Death  and  the  curfe  are  known  no  more-§ 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  bcafi 
More  bleffings  than  their  father  loft9 

8  Let  ev'ry  creature  rife  and  bring 
Peculiar  honours  to  our  king  ; 
Angels  defcend  with  fongs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  long  Amen/] 

PSALM    LXXIII.     Fira  Part 

Common  Metre. 

Affiled  Saints  happy,  and  p/ofperous  Sinner* 

cur  fed. 
I  "^T°W  I'm  convinc'd  the  Lord  is  kind 

i.\|     to  men  of  heart  fincere, 
Yet  once  my  foolifli  thoughts  repin'dj 
and  horder'd  on  defpair. 

%  I  griev'd  to  fee  the  wicked  thrive, 
and  fpoke  with  angry  breath, 
««  How  pleafant  and  profane  they  live > 
"  how  peaceful  is  their  death. 

3  m  With  we£-fed  flelh,  and  haughty  eyes 

"  they v^y  their  fears  to  fleep  ; 
u  Agaihjfthe  heav'ns  their  danders  rife, 
*\  while  faints  in  filence  weep. 

4  •«  In  vain  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 

"  andjgltanfe  my  heart  in  vaia  ; 


i-4o       PSALM     LXXIIL 

"  For  I  am  chaften'd  all  the  day, 
•'  the  night  renews  my  pain." 

5  Yet  while  my  tongue  indulg'd  complaints, 

I  felt  my  heart  remove ; 
"  Sure  I  (hall  thus  offend  thy  faints, 
*^  and  grieve  the  men  I  love.** 

6  But  Ait)  If  und  my  doubts  too  hard, 

the  conflitf  too  fevere, 
'Till  t  retiVd  to  fearch  thy  word, 
and  learn  thy  fecrets  there. 

7  There,  as  in  feme  prophetic  glafs, 

I  faw  the  firmer ss  feet 
High  mounted  on  a  fiippVy  place, 
befide  a  fc'ry  pit. 

8  I  heard  the  wretch  profanely  boaft, 

•till   at  thy  frown  he  fell ; 
His  honours  in  a  dream  were  loft, 
and  he  awakes  in   hell. 

9  Lord,  what  an  envious  fool  1  was  ! 

how  like  a  thoughtlefs  bean"  ! 
Thus  to  iofpeA  thy  promis'd  grace, 
and  think  the  wicked  bleft. 

so  Yet  I  was  kept  from  fuU  defpair, . 
upheld  by  pow'r  unknown  ; 
That  bleiTed  hand  that  broke  the  fnare, 
Ihall  guide  me  to  thy  throne. 

PSALM  LXXIII     23—28.     fecond  Part 

Common  Metre. 

Cod  our  Portion  here  and  heteaftero 

3   /^  OD,   my  fupporter  and  my  hope, 

VJT     my  help  for  ever  near, 
JTh-ne  arm  of  mercy  held  me  opr 

whea  finking  ia  dcfpair« 


FS  A  L  M    LXXIII.       142 

2  Thy  counfels,  Lord,  {hall  guide  my  feet 

through  this  dark  wildernefs  -, 
Thy  hand  coi?duc"t  me  near  thy  feat, 
to  dwell  before  thy  face. 

3  Were  I  in  heav'n  without  my  God* 

'twould  be  no  joy  to  me  ; 
.And  whilft  this  earth  is  my  abode, 
I  long  for  none  but  thee. 

4  What  if  the  fprings  of  life  were  broke, 

and  flefh  and  heart  mould  faint, 
God  is  my  foul's  eternal  rock, 
the  ftrength  of  ev'ry  faint. 

5  Behold  the  finners  that  remove 

far  from  thy  prefence  die  ; 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love, 
can  fave  them  when  they  cry. 

6  Eut  to  draw  near  to  thee,  my  God, 

fhall  be  my  fweet  employ  ; 
My  tongue  (hall  found  thy  works  abroad, 
and  tell  the  world  my  joy. 

PSALM    LXXIII.     22,  3,  6,  17—20. 

Long  Metre. 

The   Prosperity  of  Sinners  curfed. 

1  T     ORD,  what  a  thoughtlefs  wretch  was  \% 
I   4  T°  mourn,  and  murmur,  and  repinea 

To  fee  the  wicked  piac'd  ou  high, 
In  pride  and  robes  of  honour  (bine  ! 

2  But  O  their  end,  their  dreadful  end ! 
Thy   fan&uary  taught  me  fo  : 

On  flipp'ry  rocks  I  fee  them  Hand, 
And  fi'ry  billows  roll  below. 

3  Now  let  them  boaft  how  tall  they  rife, 
¥&  never  envy  them   again  : 

There  they  may  ft  and  with  haughty  eye?,. 
'Till  they  plucge  deep  in  endlefs  pain. 


M*        PSALM     LXXIH, 

4  Their  fmcy'd  joys,  how  fait  they  flee  t 
Juft  like  a  dream  when  man  awakes-; 
Their  fongs  of  fofteft  harmocy 

Are  but  a  preface  to  their  plagues. 

5  Now  I  efteem  their  mirth  and  wice 
Too  dear  to  purchafe  with  my  blood  ; 
Lord,  'tis  enough  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  life,  my  portion,  and  my  God. 

PSALM     LXXIII.     Short  Metre.. 

The  Myftsry  of  Providence  unfoldfd. 

r   QURE  there's  a  righteous  God, 
*3     nor  is  religion  va<n  ; 
Though  men  of  vice  may  boaft  alcud, 
and  men  of  grace  complain. 

2  I  faw  the   wicked  rife, 

and  felt  my  heart  repine, 
While  haughty  fools  with  fcornfol  eyes, 
in  robes  of  honour  fhine. 

[3  Pamper'd  with*  wanton  cafe, 
their  flefh  looks  full  and  fair  ; 
Their  wealth  rolls  in  like  flowing  feas, 
and  grows  without  their  care. 

4  Free  from  the  plagues  and  pains 

that  pious  fouls  endure, 
Through  all  their  life  oppreffion  reigns, 
and  racks  the  humble  poor. 

5  Their  impious  tongues  blafpheme 

the  everlafting  God  ; 
Their  malice  blafts  the  good  man's  came, 
and  fpreads  their  lies  abroad. 

6  But  I  with  fljwiog  tears 

indulged  my  doubts  to  rife  : 
u  Is  there  a  God  that  fees  or  hears 
*'  the  things  below  the  Ikie*  ?"] 


PSALM    LXXFV.       M3 

j  The   tuo^il  -5   of  my  thought 
hthi  me  in  hard  fufpenfe, 
'Till  to  thy  h^ufe  my  feet  were  brought, 
to  leara  thy  juftice  thence. 

B  Thy  word  with  light  and  pow'r 
did  my  miftakes  amend  ; 
I  view'd  the  (infers  life  before, 
but  here  I  learnt  their  end, 

9  On  what  a  flpp'ry  fteep 

the  thoughtleis  wretches  go  I 
And  O  th?.t  dreadful  fi'ry  deep, 
that  waits  their  fill  below ! 
10  Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  bow  ; 

my  thoughts  no  more  repine  ; 
I  catt  my  God  my  portion  now, 
and  ail  my  pow'rs  are  thine. 

PSALM     LXX1V. 

The  Church  pleadingivithGov  under  fore  Perj^ 

cution. 

1  \  T  71 LL  God  for  ever  caft  us  off  ? 

VV      his  wrath  for  ever  fmoke 
Againft  the  people  of  his  love, 
his  little  chofen  flock  ? 

2  Think  of  the  tribes  fo  dearly  boughs 

with  their  redeemer's  blood ; 
Nor  let  thy  Sion  be  forgot, 
where  once  thy  glory  liood. 

3  Lift  up  thy  feet,  and  march  in  Lafte* 

aloud  our  ruin  calls  ; 
See  what  a  wide  and  fearful  wade 
is  made  within  thy  walls* 

4  Where  once  thy  churches  pray'd  and  fasJf , 

thy  foes  profanely  roar  ; 
Over  thy  gates  their  enfigns  hai}g3 
fad  tokens  of  their  dqwV, 


144       PSALM     LXX1V. 

5  How  are  the  feats  of  worfhip1>roke  f 
j      they  tear  thy  buiidings  down, 
And  he  that  deals  the  hbavieft  ftroke, 
procures  the  chief  renown. 

4  With  flan.es  they  threaten  to  deftroy 
thy  children  in  their  ncft  ; 
Come  let  us  burn   at  once  (they  cry) 
the  te?nple  and  the  priefi. 
?  And  full  to  heighten  our  diftrefs, 
thy  prefence  is  withdrawn  ; 
Thy  wonted  figns  of  pow'r  and  grace, 
thy  pow*r  and  grace  are  gone. 

2  No  prophet  fpeaks  to  calm  our  woes, 
bu$  all  the  feers  mourn  ; 
Titere's  not  a  fou}  amongft  us  knowj 
the  time  of  our  return. 

Pause. 

9  How  long,  eternal  God,  how  long, 

(hall  men  of  pride  blafpheme  ? 
Shall  faints  be  made  their  endlefs  foog, 
and  bear  immortal  flume  ? 

10  Can'ft  ihou  forever  (it  and  hear 

thine  holy  name  profan'd  ? 
And  ftiU  tby  j?alou(y  forbear, 
and  (till  wtth-hold  thine  hand  ? 

1 1  What  ftrange  deliv'rance  haft  thou  {howa 

in  ages  long  before  ? 
AQd  now  nc  other  God  we  own, 
no  other  God  adore. 

12  Thou  didft  divide  the  raging  fea, 

by  thy  refi^lefs  might, 
To  make  thy  tiibes  a  wond'rous  way, 
..and  then  fecure  their  fl'ght. 

13  Is  not  the  world  of  natu  e  thine, 

the  darkaefr  and  the  day  ? 


PSALM    LXXV.        145 

IXicTft  not  thou  bid  the  morning  mine, 
and  mark  the  fun  his  way. 

14.  Hath  not  thy  powV  form'd  ev'ry  coaft, 
and  fet  the  earth  it's  bounds, 
Wfrb  Cummer's  heat  and  winter's  froft, 
in  their  perpetual  rounds  ? 

1^   And  mail  the  Ions  of  earth  and  dull 
that  facred  pow'r  blafpheme  ? 
Will  not  ihyhand  that  form'd  them  firft, 
avenge  thy  injured  name? 

to  Think  on  the  cov'n^nt  thou  haft  made, 
and  all«thy  words  of  love  ; 
Nor  let  the  birds  of  prey  invade 
and  vex  thy  mourning  dove. 

1 1  Our  foes  would  triumph  in  our  blood, 
and  make    our  hope  their  jeft  ; 
Plead  thine  own  caufe,  almighty  God* 
and  give  thy  children  reft. 

PSALM     LXXV. 

Pcrx>?r  and  Government  from  God  alone, 

ApoHed  to  the  glorious  Re?o'u*ion  by  K'ng  William,  or 
t/eharpj- Arreffion  of  King  Gsorge  to  the  Throne. 

1  r  t^O  thee,  molt  holy,  and  moft  hi?h, 

4.      To  thee  we  bring  our  thankful  praife  ; 
Thy  works  declare  thy  name  is  nigh, 
Thy  works  of  wonder  and  of  grace. 

2  Britain  was   doom'd  to  be   a  flave, 

Her  frame  diffolv'd,  her  fears  were  great ; 
WherrG'od  a  new  fupporter  ^ave. 
To  bear  the  pillars   of  the  ilate  = 

1  Ha  fr  m  thv  hai  ci  his  cro>; .:  - 


146      psalm   lxxtl 

4  Let  haughty  linnets  fink  their  pride. 
Nor  lift  fo  high  their  fcornful  head  . 
But  lay  their  fooliih  thoughts  afide, 
And  own  the  King  that  God  hath  m<n\< 

5  Such  honours  never  come  by  chance, 
Nor  do  the  winds  promotion  bio.v  ; 
'Tis  God  the  Jadge  doth  one  advance, 
'Tis  God  that  lays  another 

6  No  vain  pretence  to  royal  bktfe 
Shall  fix  a  tyrant  on  the  throne  ; 
God  the  great  foVreign  ci  the  earth, 
Will  rife  and  make  his  jutVice  Jcao  . 

£7  His  hand  holds  out  the  dreadftd  cup 
Of  vengeance  mix'd  with  van:  as  f>kgi 
To  make  the  wicked  drir.k  ta.m  up. 
Wring  out,  and  tafle  the  t>$tet  dregs. 

§  Now  dial!  the  Lord  exalt  the  jtftt, 
And  while  he  trampies  on  the  proud, 
And  lays  their  glory  in  the  d  Jit, 
My  lips  (hall  iing  his  praife  a  loud,  j 

p  s  a  i  m  Ltxyr, 

Ifrael  favedy   and  the    AfTyrians    dejlrryed 
01,  God1/   vengeance    againjl  bu  enetnie. 
proceed i  from  bis  Church. 

1  "I  N  Ju'dah  God  of  old  was  known  ; 
X      his  name  in  7/rY  great  ; 

In  $  tlim  ftsod  his  holy  throne, 
and  Sion  was  his  feat. 

2  Amon     the  praifes  of  his  faints, 

his  dwelling  there  he  chofe  : 
There  he  ^eceiv'd  their  juft  complaints, 
againft   their  haughty   fo$s. 


P'S  A  CM     LXXVL      ,  M$ 

*.;  From  Slon  went  his  dreadful  word* 
and  broke  the  threatening  fpear, 
The  bow,  the  arrows  and  the  fword, 
and   cruiVd  th*  Jj/fyrian  war. 

4.:  What  is,  the  earth's  wide  kingdom  eifer 
but  mighty  hills  of  prey  ; 
The  hill  on  which  Jehovah  dwells 
is  glorious  more  than  they. 

5--3Twas  Sions  King  that  ftop'd  the  breath- 
of  captains  and  their  bands  : 
The  men  of  might  flept  fail  in  death,, 
and  never  found  their  hands. 

6  At  thy  rebuke,  O  "Jacobs  God}  '• 
both  horfe  and  chariot  fell  : 
Who  knows  the  terrors  of  thy  rod  r 
thy  vengeance  who  can  tell  ? 

7;  What  pow'r  can  ftand  before  thy  fight, 
when  once  thy  wrath  appears  ? 
When  heav'n  mines  round  with  dreadful  light, 
the  earth  lies  flill  and  fears.    , 

$  When  God  in  his  own  fov'reign  ways 
comes  down  to  fave  th'  oppreft, 
The  wrath  of  man  mall  work  his  praife, 
and  he'll  reflrain  the  reft. 

[9  Vow  to  the  Lord  and  tribute  bring, 
ye  princes  fear  his  frown  : 
His  terror  makes  the  proudeft  king,  , 
and  cuts  an  army  down. 

J  a  The  thurder  of  his  (harp  rebuke 
our  haughty  foes  fhaii  feel  ; 
For  Jacob's    God  hath  not  forfookj 
bat  dwells  m  Sian  &\\\v\ 


M        PSALM    LXXVU. 

PSALM   LXXVII.    Firjl  Part. 
Melancholy   ajfaulting,  and   hope  prevailing* 

1  r  I  ^0  God  I  cry'd  with  mournful  voice, 

.4.       I  fbuglit  h>s  gracious  ear, 

In  th-e  fad  day,  when  troubles  rofe,. 

and  fili'd  the  night  with    fear. 

2  Sad  were  my  days,  and  dark-  my  nights, 

i!  refus'd  reKef  , 
rught  on  Gcd,  the  juir  and   wife, 
buctiicugnts  increased  my  gr^: 

3  Still  I  c  v  *:>i  in  d,  and  {Fill  oppreft, 

my  heart  beg-n  to  break  : 
.  My  God,  thy  wrath  forbad  my  reft, 
and  kept  mine  eyes  awake. 

4,  My  over  whelming  for  rows  grew, 
'tfli  I  could  fpeak  no  more  ; 
Then  I  within  iryfelf  withdrew, 
and  cail'd  thy  judgments  o'er. 

5  I  call'd  back  years  and  ancient  times> 

when  I  beheld  thy  face;  « 

My  fpirit  fearctYd  for  fecret  crimes 
that  might   withhold  thy  grace. 

6  1'calPd  thy  mercies  to   my  mind, 

which  I  enjoy 'd    before  ; 
And  will  the  Lord  no  more  be  kiod? 
his  face  appear  no  more  ? 

7  Will  he  forever  call  me  cff? 

his  promife  ever  fail  ? 
Has  he  forgot  his  tender  \o\t  ? 
mall  anger  ftill  prevail  ? 

8  But  I<  forbad  this  hopelefs- thought; 

this  daik  defpairing  frame, 
Rememb'rinjr  what  ti;y  hand  hath  wrought*; 
thy  hand  is  ftili  the  fame, 


H 


P  SAL  M     LXXVII.       149' 

9  I'll  think  again  of  all   my  ways, 
and  talk  thy  wonders  o'er ; 
Thy  wonders  of  recov'ring  grace, 
when  flefh  could  help  no  more, 
i©  Grace  dwells  with  juHice  on  the  thrc&e* 
and  men  that  love  thy  word 
Have  in  thy  fandluary  known 

the  counfels  of  the  Lord, 
P  S  A  LM    LXXVII.    Second  Part. 
Comfort  derived  from  ancient  providences  i  0r3 
Ifrael  delivered  from  Egypt,  and  brought 
to  Canaan. 

"OW  awful  is  thy  chaft'ning  rod  V1 
(may  thy  own  children  fay) 
"  The  great,. the  wife,  the  dreadful  God  I 
"  how  holy  is  his  way  !" 

2  111  meditate  his  works  of  old : 

the  King  that  reigns  above  ; 
I'll  hear  his  ancient  wonders  told9 
and  learn  to  truft  his  love. 

3  Long    did   the  houfe  of  Jofeph  lie 

with   Egypt's  yoke  oppreft  ; 
Long  he  delay'd  to  hear  their  cry, 
nor  j*are  his  people  reii. 
4.  The  fons  of  good  old  Jacob  feem'd 
abandon 'd  to  their  foes  ; 
But  his  "almighty  arm  redeern'd 
the  nation  that  he  chofe. 
5  Jfrel,  his  people  and  his  meep, 
muft  follow  where  he  calls ; 
He  bade  them  venture  through  the  cfeef^ '■• 
and  made  the  waves  their  walls. 
»  The  waters  faw  thee,  mighty  God, 
the  waters  faw  thee  come ; 
Backward  they  fled,  and  frighted  flood/ 
to  mak§  thine  armies  i«em,- 
2*  a 


m      P  S  A  L  M     LXXVIIL 

7  Strange  was  thy  journey  through  the  ft*,... 
thy  footileps,   LoTd,  unknown  ; 
Terrors  attend  the  wondVbus   way 
that  brings  thy  mercy  down. 
[8  Thy  voice  with   terror   in  the  found 
through  clouds  and  darknefs  broke; 
AH  heav'n  in  lightning  fhone  around, 
and  earth  with  thunder  (hook. 
9  Thine  arrows  through  the  fry  were  hurl'd; ; 
how  glorious  is  the  Lord  ! 
Surprife  and  trembling  feiz'd  the  world, 
and  his  own  faints  ador'd. 

50  He  gave  them  water  from  the  rock  ; 
and  fdfe  by  Mofes\  hand, 
Through  a  $lry  deiert    led' his-flock 
heme  to  the  rromis'd  land.] 

?   S    A   L  M      LXXVIII.    Firfi    Pari, 

Providences    of    God    recorded;    or,    Pious* 

education  and  infiiuclion  of  Children. 

1  T     ET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
1    j     which  God  perform'd  of  old  ; 

Which  in  our  younger  years  we  faw, 
and  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his    glorie3 -known,  t 

his  works  of  pow'r  and  grace  : 
And  we'll  convey  his  wonders  down 
thro'  ev'ry  riling  race. 

3  Our  lips  fhall  tell  them  to  our  fons, 

and  they  again    to  theirs, 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
may  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  This  mall  they  leain,  in  God  alone 

their  hope  fecurely  (lands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  worfc*. 
am  practice  his  commands* 


PSA  L  M-    LXXVIil.      jg 

FSALM     LXXVIIf.     Stand    P.art. 

iffaei'/  rebellion  And  pun -foment  ;  or,    The  fit.  3 

and  chaff ements    of  God's  people, 

I   /^;WtHAt  a  j&F  rebellious  h^ule 
\._>/       was   Jacobs  ancient  race  i 
F*lfe  to  their  own  moft  fuJemn  vows*  ■ 
and  to  their    Maker's  grace.  ,rjr 

3:  They  broke  the  cov  nant  of  his'tuve, 
ard  did  his   laws  defpife* 
Forgot  his   works  he    wrought  to  prov^. 
his  pow'r  before  their ^ves* 

3  They  fa w  the  plagues  on  Egypt  light 

from  his  revenging  hand  : 
What  dreadful  tokens  of  his  might 
fpread  o  er  the  ftubborn  land  ! 

4  They  fa w  him  cleave  the- mighty  Tea, 

zrd  march  d  in  fafety  through, 
Wi  h  watVy  walls  to  guard  their .wayA. 
'till  .hey  had  fcap'd  the  foe, 

^  A  KonsL'rous  pKlar  mark'd  the  tear-, 
conipos'd  ef  ihcide  and  light  ; 
By  day  it  prov.d    a  tfreltViqg  cioad, 
a  leading. tire  by  night. 

6  He  from  the  rock  $  eir  thirfl  fuppiy'd,, 
the  gufhing  waters  fell, 
And  ran  in  fivers  by  their  fide, 
a    conftant   miracle. 

T  Yet  they  provok'd    the  Lord   moft  high\ 
and  dar'd  ditirufihis  hand  ; 
Can  be  <witk  brmd  our  hofi  fupply^ .. 
amidji  ihis   defer  t  land  f 
I  The  Lord  with  indignation  heard,, 
and  caus  d  his  wrath  to  iLme  | 
His  terrors  ever  ftar.d  prepae'd 
to  vindicate.  his._jfta!Tse3. 


n&         PSALM    LXXVIif. 

PSAL  M     LXXVIII.     Third  Part, 

The  punifoment  of  luxury  and  intemperance 

or,    Ch  Jiifement  end  fahatior. 

1    \Kl^^  If***l  fi»S  the  Lord  reproves, 
V  V       ard  fills  their  hearts  with  dread. 
Yet  he  forgives  the  men  he  loves, 
and  fends  them  heav'nly  bread. 

r.  He  fed    them  with  a  1  b'rai  hand, 
and  made  his  treafures  known  ; 
He  g«ve  the  midnight  clouds  command' 
to   pour    provifions  down,  - 

3  The  manna  like  a  morning  fhow'r 

Jpy  thick  around    their  feet  y 
The  corn  of  heav'n,  fo  light,  fo  pure, 
as  tho'  'twere  angels  meat. 

4  But  they  in  murm'ring  1  mgnage  faid, 

"  Manna  is   all  our  feaft  ; 
"  We  loath  this  light,  this  aiiy  bread  ;; 
*'  we  muft  have  flefh   to  tafte." 

5  "  Yejhall  have  ftefo    to  pi  cafe  your  luft?" 

the  Lord  in  wrath    reply  d; 
And  fent  them  quails  like  fand  or  duft, 
heap'd  up  from  fide  to  fide. 

6  He  gave  them  all  their  own  defire  % ' 

and  greedy  as  they  hdy 
His  vengeance  burnt  with  fecret  fire, 
and  fmote  the  rebels  dead. 

7  Wher   fome  were  flain  the   rtfk  returnM^ 

and  fought  the  Lord  with  tears  ; 
Undei  the  rod  they  fear'd  and  mourn'd, 
but  foon  forgot  their  fears.. 

t  Oft  he  chaftis'd,  and  ftill  forgave, 
.ill  by  his  gracious  hand 
The  ration  he  refolvd  to  fave 
po/faYd  ihe  prorais/d  Ja^, 


FSALM     LXXViH.       353 

PSALM     LXXVIIL     vef.    S2,    &c. 

Fourth  Part. 

Back/tiding  and  for  given  efs  ;  or,  Sin ■  p  unified^ 
and  flirts  faved. 

%  /^&EAT  God,  how  oft  did  /W—ove 
\J£    By  turns  thii  e  -  oger  and  thy  love  ? 
Therein  a  glafs  our  hearts  may  fee 
How  fickle  and  how  fUfe  they  be. 

2  How  foon  the  faithlefs  /faw  forgot 

The  dreadful  winders   God  had  wrought  £■ 
Then  they  prGvcke  him  to  his  face. 
Nor  fear  his  pow'r,  nor  trull  Irs  grace. 

J  The  Lord  conferred  their  years  in  pain,     * 
And  made  their  travels  long  and  vain  : 
A  tedious  march  thro'  unknown  ways 
Wore  out  their  ftrength  and  (pent 'their  days* 

4  Oft  when  they  faw  their  brethren  (lain, 
They  mourn 'd  and  fought  the  Lord  again  y 
CalPd  him  the  rock  cf  their  abode, 

Their  high  Redeemer  and  their  God. 

5  Their  pray*rs  and  vows  before  him  rife 
As  flatt'i  ing  words  or  folemn  lies, 
While  their  rebellious  tempers  prove. 
Falfe  to  his  cov'nant  and  his  lof  e. 

6-  Yet  did  his  fbvVeigo  grace  forgive 
The  men  who  not  deferv'd  to  live.; 
His  anger  oft  away  he  turo'd, 
Or  elfe  with  gentle  ikrae  it  burn'd: 

7  He  faw    their   ikih  was  weak  and  frai?>;. 
He  faw  temptation  Hill  prevail  : 
The  God  cf  AM? ham  lov'd  them  f&ll> 
Ae&  Jed. them  to  his  holy  lull 


154  PSALM     LXXX. 

P5AL  M     LXXX. 
The  Church's  pro:  't    affiittion  ;    v. 

The  v;?u  ■  d  rLvaJlc(/, 

i    /"VltEA  *d  of  thine   tjrarf, 

VjT  Who  cisdlt  between  the  cheruL 
And  led  the  tribes,  thy  chofen  fheepi 
Safe  thro*  the  defert  and  the  deep. 

2  Thy  church  is  in  the  defert  no 

Shine  from  on  high,  &nd  gaide  us  through  ; 
Turn  us  ro  thee,  thy  l^ve  reftore, 
We  lhali  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

3  Great  God,  whom  heav'.nly  h<  ih  ooey, 
Hcav   long  fhall    .ve   iament  ard  pray  ? 
And  wait  in  vain  tky  kind   return  ? 
How  long    ihdil   thy  fietce  anger  bum  ? 

*4  Inftead  of  wine   aid  chearful  br^ad, 
Thy  faints  wich  tl-eL    own   te.rs  are  fed. 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  I  dye  reftore, 
We   (hall  be  fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 

P'A.U    S   E'-,    I. 

5  Haft  thou  not  planted  with  thine  hands; 
A  lovely  vine  in  Heathen  lands  ? 

Did  net  thy  pow'r  defend  it  round, 
And  heav'nly  d-ws  enrich  the  ground  I .." 

6  How  did  the  fp  reading  branches  moot,, 
And  biefs  the  nations  with  the  fruit  ? 
But  now,   dear  Lord,  lock  down  and  fee  - 
Thy  mourning  vine,  that  lorely  tree. 

7  Why  is  its  beauty  thus  defae'd  ? 
Why  haft  thou  laid    her  fences   wafte,  . 
Strangers  and  foes  againft  her  join, 
And  ev'ry  beaft  devours  the  vine. 

eturn,  almighty  God,  return; 

Tsor  let  thy  bleeding   vineyard  mourn  ;  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy  love  reftore, 
(hall  be   fav'd,  and  figh  no  more. 


PSALM     LXXX1.         i 15 

Pause     II. 

L  :>id  when  this  viae  in  Canaan '-grew, 
I'hoa  wad   its  frrength  and   glory    too  J 
Attacked  in  vain   by  all    its  foes, 
'  Pill  the    fair  Branch  of   Prpmife   rofe, 

-   Fair  Branch,    crd?in'ri  of  old   to  froot 
From  David's  frock,   from    Jacob's  root, 
-limfelf  a  nobie  vine,  and   we 
Fhe  lefTer  branch  s  of  the  tree. 

!    'Tis   r.'iy  cwn    Son,  and   he  (hall    /land 
Gin  with  thy  ftrengt$\  at  thy  .right  .h;=.iid  7 
Thy   fir  it  born  Son,  adorn'd  and  biefl 
With  powV  and   grace  above  the    reir= 

:  0  !  For  his  fake  attend  our  cry, 
Shine  on  thy  churches,  -left,  they   die  ; 
Turn  us  to  thee,  thy   love  reitore, 
Vv7e  (hall  be  ..fav'd,   znd  figh  no  more. 

;p  3  a  L  M    LXXXL 

The  <wt*nings  of  God   to  his  people  ; 
Spiritual  hleffings  and  punijbwenis. 

1  QING  to  the  Lord  aloud, 
Cj     and  make  a  joyful  noife  ; 

God  is  our  ftrength,  our  Saviour  God0 
let  Iffsl  hear  his   voice. 

2  "  From  vile  idolatry 

"  preferve  my   worfhip  clean  , 
S(Ianj  the  Lord   who  fet  thee  free 
c{  from  flavery  and  fin.. 

3  "  Stretch  thy  defires   abroad. 

"  and  I'll  »upply  them  well  ; 
"  But  if  ye  will  refufe  your  Goel 
"  if  Ifrei  will  rebel, 


TS6        PSALM     LXXXII, 

4  «  I'll  leave^  them,  faith  the   Lord, 
"  to  tJieir  own  Jufis  a     prey, 
"  And  let  them  run  the  dangrous  road.; 
"  'tis  their  own   chofen    way. 
3   "  Yet,  O  !   that  all  my  f^nts 

"  would   hearken  to  my  voice  i 
"  Scon  I  would  eafe  their  fore  complaints, 
"  and  bid  their  hearts   rejoice.- 
f  «  While  I   deftroy'd  their  foes, 
"  I'd  richly  feed  my  flock, 
*f  And  they  fhould  tafle  the  ftrearo  that  flows 
"  from,  their  eternal  rock." 

PSA  L  M     LXXXII. 
GSd  ths  fup rem*  Governor  ;     or,  Magifiratcs 

nvarnrd. 
i     A   MONG  th'  aflemblies  of  the  great, 
jljL    A    greater  Ruler  takes  his  fear, 
The  God  of  heav'n  as  Judge  furveys 
Thofe  gods  on  earth,  and    all  their  ways. 

2  Why  will  ye  then  frame  wicked  laws  f 
Or  why  Ripport  th'  unrighteou"  ciufe  ! 
When  will  you  orce  defend  the  poor, 
That  fi nners   vex   the  faints  no  more  ? 

3  They  know  not,  Lord,  nor  will  they  know, 
Dark  are  the  ways  in  which  they  go; 
Their  name  of  earhly  gods   is    vain, 

For  they  mall   fall  and  die   like  men. 

4  Arife,  O   Lord,  and  let    thy  Son 
PofTefs  his  univerftl  throne, 

And  rule   the  nations  with   his   rod* 
•     He  is   our    judge>  and  he    our   God, 

PS  ATM     LXXXII  I 
A  complaint  a%zinft  p?rfe 
i     \KO    will   the  God 
l\      perpetual  fi! 


PSALM    LXXXIV.      15 


3  J 


The  God  of  juflice  held  .his  peace,  I 
And  let  his  vengeance  fle*p  ? 

2  Behold,  what  curfed  fnartfi 

The  men  of  mifchief  fpread  : 
The  men  that  hate  thy  faints  and  thee 

Lift  up  their  threatening  head. 

3 :;  Again  ft  thy  hidden  Ones 

Their  caunfels  tfcey  employ, 
And  malice,  with  her  watchful  eye 

Purfues  them    to  deftroy. 

4  The  noble  and  the  bafe 
Into  thy  paftures  leap  : 

The  lion  and  the  ftupia  afs 
Gonfpire  to  vex  tby  fheep. 

5  *«'  Come,  let  us  join,  they  cry, 

"  To  root  them  from  the  ground, 
4*  *Till  not  the  name  of  faint*  remain* 
««  Nor  memory  mail  be  found ." 

6  Awake,  almighty  God, 
And  call  thy  wrath  to  mind  ; 

Give  them,  like  forefts  to  _ the  £re> 
Or  flubble  to  the  wind. 

7  Convince  their  roadnefs,  Lordr 
And  make  them  feek  thy  name  ; 

Or  el(e  their  itubborn  rage  confound, 
That  the?  may  die  in  mame. 

8  Then  ihall  the  nations  know 
That  glorious  dreadful  word,  , 

■Jehovah  is  thy  name  aloae, 

An4  thou  the  fov'reign  Lord. 
PSA^M  LXXXIV.    Fir/?  Part.    Lang  Metre, 

The  pleafure  of  public  wor/hip* 
I    TTOJV  pleafant,  how  "divinely  fair, 

XI  O  Lord  of  hofts,  thy  dwelJiaps  are  % 


i53       PSALM     LXXXIV. 

With  long  defire  my  fpirit  fainta 
To  meet  th'  aftemblies  of  thy  faints. 

2  My  flefn  would  reft  in  thine  abode, 
My  panting  heart  cries  out  for  God  ; 
My  God  !  my  King  !  why  fhould  1  be 
So  far  from  all  my  joys  and  thee  ? 

3  The  fparrow  choofes  where  to  reft,    ■ 
Ar.d  for  her  young  provides  a  neft  ; 
But  will  my  God  to  fparrows  grant 
That  pleafure  which  his  children  want  I 

4.  Blefl  are  the  faints  who  fit  on  high 
Around  thy  throne  of  majefty  -, 
Thy  brighteft  glories  mine  above, 
And  all  their  works  is  praife  and  love, 

5  Bleft  are  the  fouls  that  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  feek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praife. 

6  Bleft  are  the  men  whole  hearts  are  fet 
To  find  the  way  to  Siorfs  gate  ; 

God  is  their  ftrength  ;   and  through  the  road 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

7  Chearful  they  walk  with  growing  ftrength,. 
'Till  all  (hall  meet  in  heav'n  at  length  ; 
'Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worfttip  there. 

P  S  A  L  M     LXXXIV.     $£con4  Part. 
Long  Metre. 

God  apd  his  church  ;  cr,  Grace  aud  glory. 

5    f~i  REAT  God  attend,  while  Zion  fings 
\_J[  The  joy  that  from  thy  prefence  fprings; 
To  fr>md  one  day  with  thee  on  earth 
y.  c*'4ft  a  ihouland  days  of  mirth. 


PSALM    JLXXXIV.      159 

2  Might  I  enjoy  the  rneancft  place 
Within  thy  houfe,'  O  God  of  grace, 
Not  tents  of  eafe,  nor  thrones  of  pow'r, 
Shall  tempt  my  feet  to  leave  thy  door. 

3  God  is  our  Sun,  he  makes  our  day  ; 
God  is  our  Ihield,  he  guards  our  way 
From  all  th'  aflaults  of  hell  and  fin, 
From  foes  without,  and  foes  within. 

4  All  needful  grace  will  God  beftow, 
And  crown  that  grace  with  glory  tco  ; 
He  gives  us  all  things,  and  witb-holds 
No  real  good  from  upright  fouls. 

5  O  God,  our  King,  whofe  lov'reign  fway, 
The  glorious  hoSs  of  heav'n  obey, 
And  devils  at  thy  prefence  flee  ; 

Bleft  is  the  man  that,  trulls  in  thee. 

fSALM  LXXXIV.  1,  4,  2,  5,  10. 

Paraphrafed  in  Common  Metre. 

'Behght  in    ordinances  of  ^ujcrjhip  ;    or,  God  pre- 
fent  in  his  churches. 

1  "k   /T  Y  foul,  how  lovely  is  the  place 
1VJL     To  which  thy  God  reforts  ! 

'Tis  heav'n  to  fee  his  fmiling  face, 
Tho'  in  his  earthly  courts. 

2  There  the  great  Monarch  of  the  ikies 

His  faving  pdw'r  difphys, 
And  light  breaks  in  upon. cur  eyes 
With  kind  and  quick'ning  rays. 

3  With  his  rich  gifts  the  heavenly  dove 

Defcends  and  fills  the  place, 
"While  Chrift  reveals  his  wond'rous  love, 

And  iheds  abroad  his  grace. 

4  There,  mighty  God,  thy  words  declare 
T';e  fecrets  qf  thy  will  ; 


160      PSALM    LXXXIV. 

And  (till  we  feek  thy  mercy  there, 
And  fing  thy  praifes  ftill. 

Pause. 

5  My  heart  and  flelh  cry  out  for  thee, 

While  far  from  thine  abode  ; 
When  (hall  I  tread  thy  courts  and  fee 
My  Saviour  and  my  God  ?       ^ 

6  The  fparrow  builds  herfelf  a  nefl, 

And  fuffers.no  remove  ; 
$  O  make  me  like  the  fparrow  bleft, 
To  dwell  but  where  I  love. 

7  To  fit  one  day  beneath  thine  eye, 

And  hear  thy  gracious  voice, 
Exceeds  a  whole  eternity 
Employ'd  in  carnal  joys. 

S  Lord  at  thy  threfhold  I  would  wait, 
While  Jefus  is  within, 
Rather  than  fill  a  throne  of  Hate, 
Or  live  in  tents  of  fin. 

9  Could  I  command  the  fpacious  land, 
And  the  more  boundlefs  fea, 
For  one  bleft  hour  at  thy  right-hand,  - 
I'd  give  them  both  away. 

S  A  L  M  LXXXIV.  as  the  148th  ?&}m. 
Longing  for  the  boufe  of  God. 
i    T     ORD  of  the  worlds  above, 
I  j     How  pleafant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
.  Thy  earthly  temples  arc  ! 
To  thine  abode 
■M/  heart  afpiref, 
With  warm  defire?, 
To  fee  my  God. 

2  The  fparrow  for  hex  young 
With  pleafure  feeks.  a  neft  : 


?  S  A  L  M    LXXXIV.      t.6i 

And  wand'ring  Avallovv  long 
To  find  their  \vonr.ed  reft  ; 

My  fpirk  fainis 

Wi.h  equal  ze  af, 

To  rife  and  dwell 

-Among  thy  faints. 

3  O  happy  fouls  that  pray, 
Where  God  appoints  to  he:.: 
O  happy  men  that  pay, 
Their  conftant  fervice  there  I 

They  praife  thee  itiil  ; 

And  happy  they 

That  love  the  way 

To  Sion's  hill. 

.  4  They  go  from  ftrength  to  ftresgiftv 
Thro'  this  dark  vale  of  tears,  . 
'Till  each  arrives-  at  length, 
'Till  each  in  heaven  appears  : 

O  glorious  feat, 

When  God  our  King 

Shall  thither  bring 

Our  willing  feet  ! 

F    A    U    S    -E. 

5  To  fpend  one  facred  day 
Where  God  and  faints  *abide, 
Affords  diviner  joy 

Than  iiioufand  days  beftde  ; 
Where  Gjo  reforts 
I  loye  it  more 
To  keep  the  door 
Than  mine  in  courts. 

6  God  is  our  fun  and  (hield, 
Oar  light  and  our  defence  ; 
With  gifts  his  hands  are  iliPd, 
We  dr.v.v  our  blcJm^s  thence  ; 

O   z 


io2      PSALM     LXXXV. 

He  mall  bellow 
On  Jacob's  race   • 
Peculiar  grace 
And  glory  too. 

7  The  Lord  his  people  JoVes  ; 
His  hand  no  good  wiih-hold.j 
From  thofe  his  heart  approve?, 
From  pure  a«d  pious  fouls  : 

Thrice  happy  he, 
O  God  of  hofts, 
Whofe  fpirit  trufts 
Alone  in  thee. 

PSALM    LXXXV.   1—3.     Firft   Part. 

Waiting  for    an   answer    to  prayer  ;   or,  De- 
liverance began  and  comfleated. 

1    1*     ORD  thou  hail  call'd  ihy  grace  to  mind, 
i_JI     Thau  haft  revers'd  our  heavy  doom.- 
Sv  God  forgave  when  Ifr'el  finn'd, 
And  brought  his  wand'ring  captives  home. 

z  Thou  haft  begun  to  fet  us  free, 
And  made  thy  fierceft  wrath  abate  : 
Now  let  our  hearts  be  tum'd  to  thee, 
And  thy  falvation  be  complete. 

3  Revive  our  dying  graces,  Lord, 
And  let  thy  faints  in  thee  rejoice  ; 
Make  known  thy  truth,  fulfil  thy  word  ; 
We  wait  for  praife  to  tune  our  voice. 

4  We  wait  to  hear  what  God  will  fay  ; 
He'll  fpeak,  and  give  his  people  pease  : 
But  let  them  run  no  more  aftray, 

Leaft  his  returning  wrath  increase. 

PSALM  LXXXV.  ver.o.  Sec.  Second  Part. 

Salvation  by    Cbril. 
l    QALVATJON  is  forever  nigh 

^     The  foals  that  fear  and  trufl  the  Lord  \ 

- 


PSALM    LXXXVI.      i63 

And  grace  defending  from  on  high 
Frefli  hopes  of  glory  (hall  afford. 

X  Mercy  and  truth  on  earth  are  met, 

Since  Chrift  the  Lord  came  down  from  hers^a    \ 
By  his  obedience  (o  compleat, 
Juftice  is  pleas'd,  and  peace  is  given. 

3  Njw  truth  and  honour  mall  abound; 
Religion  dwell  on  earth  again, 
And  heav'nly  influence  blefs  the  ground 
In  our  Redeemer's  gentle  reign. 

4  His  righteoufnefs  is  gone  before. 
To  give  us  free  accefs  to  God  ; 
Our  wand'ring  feet  mail  ilray  no  more, 
But  mark  his  -iteps,  and  keep  the  road. 

PSALM    LXXXVI.  8— —13, 

A  general  fbng  of  prai/e  to  God. 

1  A   MONG  the  princes,  earthly  gods* 
£~\     There's  none  hath  povv'r  divine  ; 

Nor  is  their  nature,  mighty  Lord, 
Ncr  are  their  works  like  thine. 

2  The  nations  thou  haft  macfp,  mall  bring 

Their  offerings  round  thy  thrcne  ; 
For  thou  alone  doft  wond'rous  things, 
For  thou  art  God  alone. 

3  Lord,  I  would  walk  with  holy  feet  j 

"  Teach  me  thine  heav'nly  ways. 
And  my  poor  fcatt°r*d  thoughts  unite 
In  God  my   father's  praife. 

4.  Great  is  thy  mercy,  and  my  tongue 
Shall  thofe  ftveet  wonders  tell, 
How  by  thy  grace  my  (inking  foul 
Rof§  from  the  deeps  of  hell. 


1 64    psaIm   lxxxvil 

PSALM    L  XXXVII. 

The  church  the  birth-place  of  the  Jain  ts  ;  or,  Jews 

.  and  Gentiles  united  in  the    chrijliot  Church. 

1  £~*^  OD  in  his  earthly  temple  lays 

V_J     Foundations  for  his  heavrnly  praife  : 
He  likes  the  tents  of  Jacob  well, 
But  Hill  in  Zion  loves  to  dwell. 

2  His  mercy  vifits  every  houfe 

That  pays  their  night  and    morning  vows  j- 
But  makes  a  more  delightful  Hay 
Where  churches  meet  to  praife  and  pray. 

3  What  glories  were  defcribM  of  old  ? 
What  wonders  are  of  Zion  told  ? 
Thou  city  of  our  God  below, 

Thy  fame  (hall  Tyre  and  Egypt  know. 

4  AsV*'/^  anc*  Srj^i  and  Greek  and  J&w* 
Shall  there  begin  their  lives  anew  : 
Angels  and  men  fhall  join  t»  fing 
The  hill  where  living  waters  fpring. 

5  When  God  makes  up  his  la'ft  account 
Of  natives  in  his  holy  mount, 
'Twill  be  an  honour  to  appear 

As  one  new-born  or  nourilh'd  there. 

PSALM  LXXXIX.    Fir]}  Part. 
Long  Metre. 
The  covenant  made  -ioith  Cbrift  ;  or,    The    true 
David. 

1  T~lOPv  ever  mall  my  fong  record 

\j      The  truth  and  mercy  of  the  Lord  ; 
Mercy  and  truth  for  ever  ftand 
Like  heav'n,  eftablifh'd  by  his  hand. 

2  Thus  to  his  Son,  he  fware,  and  fak!, 

*'   Wiih  thee  my  cov'nant  fir  11  is  made, 
"  In  thee  mill  dying  fitiftert  live, 
"  Glory-  and  grace  are  thine  to  give. 


PS  A  L  M    LXXXIX.       it% 

3  «  Be  thou  my  p-ophet,  thou  m'v  Prieft  5 
"  Thy  children  fliaH  be  ever  blefl  ; 

"  Thou  art  my  chcfen  King  ;  thy  thro$f  3 
««  Shall  ftand  eternal  like  my  own. 

4  "  There's  none  of  all  my  fens  above 
"  So  much  my  image  or  my  love  : 
•"  Celeftial  pow'rs  thy  fubjecls  are, 

*'  Then  what  can  earth  to  thee  compare  ? 

t  "  David,  my  fer  van  t,  whom  I  chofe 
'*  To  guard  my  Bock,  to  crufh  my  foes3 
"  And  rais*d  him  to  the  Jevcijb  throne, 

""',*  Was  but  &  ihadow  cf  my  Son." 

6  Now  let  the  church  rejoice  and  iing, 
Jefus  her  Saviour  and  her  King  ; 
Angels  hi*  heav'nly  wonders  mow, 
And  faints  declare  his  works  below. 

PSALM    LXXXIX.     Fir/i  Part. 
-Commin  Metre. 
"The  faithfuhe/s  of  God* 
f   "\/fY  never-ceafmg  fongs  fh.al!  fhow 
XVjL     The  mercies  of  the  Lord  ; 
And  make  fucceeding  ages  know  ■ 
How  faithful  is  his  word. 

2  The  facred  truths  his  lips  pronounce 

Shall  firm  as  heav-'n  endure  : 
And  if  he  fpeak  a  promife  once, 
Th*  eternal  grace  is  fure. 

3  How  long  the  race  of  David  held 

The  promis'd  Jtnjuijh  throne  ! 
But  there's  a  nobler  cov'nant  feal'd 
To  Havid's  greater  Son. 

4  His  feed  forever  mall  poffefs 

A  throne  above  the  ikies ,; 
The  mearieil  fubjeel  of  his  grace 
Shall  to  that  glory  rife, 


1*6      PSALM    LXXXIX, 

5  Lord  God  afHofts,  thy  wond'rous  wavs 
^  Arefung  b^famts  above, 
|nd  faints  on  earth  their  honours  raife 
i  o  thy  unchanging  love. 

P  S  A  L  M    LXXXIX,  ver.  7,  tf,. 
Second  Part, 
The  powranJ  majefy   rf   Qod  ;     or,  W 
rential  ivcrjkip, 

1  \fl/IT?  7uVenre  Iet  the  fain^ppe^; 

V  V       And  bow  before  the  Lord, 
His  Ugh  commands  with  rcv'rence  hear, 
-rind  tremble  at  his  word. 

2  How  terrible  thy  glories  be  ; 

How  bright  thine  armies  ffune  ! 
Where  is  the  power  that  vies  with  thee  ' 
Or  truth  cpmpar'd  to  thine  ? 

3  The  Northern  pole  and  Southern  reft 

On  thy  fir  -porting  hand  ; 
Darknefs  and  day  from  Eaft  to  TV  eft 
Move  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  word  the  raging  winds  controul, 

And  rule  the  boift'rous  deep  ! 
Thou  mak'rt  the  fleeping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  fleep. 

$  Heav'n,  earth  and  air,  and  fea  are  thinei 
And  the  dark  world  of  hell  ; 
How  did  thine  arm  In  vengeance  ihine 
When  Egypt  durit  rebel. 

6  JuSice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 
Yet  wond'rous  is  thy  grace  ; 
While  truth  and  mercy  joinM  in  one./ 
Invite  us  near  thv  face. 


PSA  L  M    LXXXIX.       167 

PSALM    LXXXIX.    ver.  15,  &c. 

Third  Part. 

A  blejfed  gafpel. 

I   TJ^EST  are  the  fouls  that  hear  and  know 
JQ     The  gofpel's  joyful  found  ; 
Peace  fhall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 
And  light  their  fteps  furround. 

z  Their  joy  fhall  bear  their  fpirits  up, 
ThrV  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
Hi?  righteoufnefs  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  fatan  dares  condemn. 

•3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence9 
Strength  and  falvation  gives  ': 
Ifr'el,  thy  King  forever  reigns, 

Thy  God  forever  lives. 
PSALM    LXXXIX.     ver.   19,  (Sfe. 
Fourth  Part. 
ChrijVs  mediatorial  kingdom  ;  or,  His  divine  and 
human  nature. 

1  TJ  EAR  what  the  Lord  in  vifion  faid, 

J_  JL     And  made  his  mercy  known  ; 
"  Sinners,  behold,  your  help  is  laid 
"  On  my  almighty  Son." 

2  Behold  the  man  my  wifdom  chofe 

Among  your  mortal  race  ! 
His  head  with  holy  oil  o'erflows,, 
The  Spirit  of  my  grace. 

3  High  fhall  he  reign  on  Da<vid\  throne, 

My  people's  better  King  ; 
M,y  arm  mall  beat  his  rivals  down, 
And  ftill  new  fubjecls  bring. 

4.  My  truth  fhall  guard  him  in  his  way? 
With  mercy  by  his  fide, 
While  in  my  name  thro'  earth  and  fea, 
He  ftiill  in  triumph  riie, 


168      PSALM    LXXXIX, 

5  Me  for  his  Father  and  his  God, 

He    fhall  forever  own, 
Call  me  his  rock,  his  high  abode, 
And  I'll  fupport  my  Son. 

6  My  firft-born  Son  array'd  in  grace, 

At  my  right  hand  fhall  fit  ; 
Beneath  him  angels  know  their  place, 
And  Monarchs  at  his  feet. 

7  My  cov'nant  Hands  forever  faft, 

My  promifes  are  ftrong  ; 
Firm  as  the  heav'ns  his  throne  mail  Iaft, 
His  feed  endure  as  long. 

PSALM    LXXXIX.  vcr.  30.  fcfr. 

Fifth  Part. 

The  covenant  of  grace  unchangeable  ;  or,  Afflic- 
tion   without  rejeclion. 
> 
j  YTET  (faith  the  Lord)  if  David's  race, 
\       The  children  of  my  Son, 
Should  break  my  laws,  abufe  my  grace, 
And  tempt  mine  anger  down. 

2  Their  fins  I'll  vifit  with  the  rod, 
And  make  their    folly  fmart  ; 
But  I'll  not  ceafe  to  be  their  God, 
Nor  from  my  truth  depart. 

4  My  cov'nant  I  will  ne'er  revoke, 
But   kecj  my  grace  in  mind  ; 
And  what  eternal  love  hath  fpoke, 
Eternal  truth  ill  all  biod^ 

4  Once  have  I  fworh,  (I  need  no  more) 

And  pledg'd  my  holinefs, 
.  To  feal  the  facred  promife  Aire 

To  David  and  his  race. 

c  The  fun  fhall  fee  his  offspring  rife: 
And  fpread  from  Tea  to  fea, 


P  S  A  L  M     LXXXIX       i69 

Lor.ci  as  he  travels    round  the  ikies 
to  give  riie  nations  d-y. 


■  ii'    kingdom  ih.ll    en  dare, 
'Till  ihe  fix'd  laws  of  faade  and  light 
{ko!i  be  obferv'd  no  more. 

P  S  A  L   M      LXXXIX.    ver,    47,    err, 

&x?£    P«rf.     Long  Metre, 

Motility   and  hope, 

A   funeral    Pfalm 

1  J2  E  M  R  M  B  E R,  Lord,  our  mortal  ftate, 
3l\    How  fi  all  our  life,  how  fhort  the  date  ! 
Where  is  the  rain  that:  draws  his  b»eatli 
Safe  from  difeafes  fecure  from  death  ? 

2  Lord,  while  we  fee  whole  nations  die, 
Our  fleih  and  fenfe  repine  and    cry, 

"  Muil  death  forever  rage  and  reign  I 
."  Oi  halt  thou  iridde  mankind  in  vain  ?*' 

3  Where  is  thy  promife  to  the  juft  ? 
Are  not  thy  iervants  turn'd  to  dud? 
But  nith  forbids  thefe  mournful  iighs, 
find  fees  the  fleeping  dull  arife. 

4  That  glorious  hour,  that  dreadful    day^ 
Wipes  the  reproach   of  faints  away, 
And  clears  the  honour  of  thy  word  : 
Awake  our  fouls,  and  blefs  the  Lord. 

P  3   A  L  M     LXXXIX.*  ver.  47,  &c, 
Lafl  Part.    As  she  1 13th  Pfalm. 
L;XJ,  d;atb>  and  the  refurrettion. 
1    npHl'KK,  mighty  God,  on  feeble  man; 
X    How  few  his  hours  !  how  fhort  hisfpan  ! 
Short  fr<j>ra  the  cradle  to  the  grave  ! 
Who  can  ftcurehis  vital  breath 
Againft  the  bold  demands  of  death, 
With  (kill  10  fly,  or  pow'r  to  lave  ! 
P 


170  PSALM    XC. 

2  Lord  (hall  it  be  forever  faid, 
"  The  race  of  man  was  only  made 

"  For  (ickuefs,  forrow,  and  the  dull  ! 
Are  not  thy  fervants  day  by  d*y 
Sent  to  their  graves  and  turn'd  to  clay  ! 

Lord  where's  thy  kindnefs  to  the  juit? 

T  Haft  thou  not  promis'd  to  thy  Son, 
And  all  his  feed  a  heav'njy  crown  ? 

But  flefh  and  fenfe  indulge  defpair  : 
Forever  blefied  be  the  Lord, 
That  faith  can  read  his  holy  word, 
And  find  a  refurrection  there. 

4  Forever  blefied  be  the  Lcro1, 

Who  gives  his  faints  a  long  reward, 

For  all  their  toil,  reproach  and  pain; 
Let  all  below,  and  al!  above, 
Join  to  proclaim  thy  wond'rous  love, 
And  each  repeat  a  loud  Amen, 

PSALM     XC.      Long  Metre. 

Alan  mortal,  and   God  eternal. 

A  mournful   fong  at  a  funeral. 

THRO1   ev'ry  age,  erernal  God, 
Thou  art    our  reil,  our  fafe  abode; 
High  was  thy  throne  e'er  heav'n  was  made 
Or  earth  thy  humble  footitooi  laid. 

2  Long  hadftthou  reign'd  e^r  time  began$ 
Or  dull  was  fafhion  d  to  a  man  ; 

And   long  thy  kingdom  fhall  endure 
When  earth  and  time  mall  be  no  more. 

3  But  man,  weak    man,  is  born  to  die, 
Made  up  of  guilt  and  vanity  : 

Thy  dreadful  fentence,  Lord,  was  juft, 
Return,  yejinners,  to    the  dufl. 

r.      &  thoufand  of  our  years  amount    : 
,vi\ft<;arce  to  a  day  in  thine  account, 


F  SAL  M     XC.  iyi 

Like  yefterday's  departed  light, 
Cr  the  i all  watch  of  ending  night,  j 

Pa    u   s    e  . 
/  Death,  like  an  overflowing  ftream, 
Sweeps  us  away  ;  our  life's  a  dream  ; 
An  empty  tale;  a  morning  iiow'r, 
Cut  down  and  wither'd  in  an  hour. 

[6  Ourfege  to  feventy  years  is  fet ; 
How  fhort  the  term  !  how  frail  the  flate  ' 
And  if  to  eighty  we  arrive, 
We  rather  figh  and  groan  than  live. 

7  But  O  I  how  oft  thy  wrath  appears, 
And  cuts  off  our  expected  years  ! 
Thy  wrath  awakes  our  humble  dread  : 
We  fear  that  pow'r  that  {hikes  us  dead.] 

8  Teach  us,  O  Lord,   how  frail  is  man  ; 
And  kindly  lengthen  out  ;our  fpan, 
'Till  a  wife  care  of  piery 

Fit  us  to  die,  and  dwell  with  thee. 

P  S  A  L  M     XC.     I-— 5    Firft. Parti 

Common  Metre. 
Man  frail,  and  God  eternal. 
i   /^\UR.  God,  our  help  in  ages  pa  ft, 
\J  our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  fhelter  from  the  ftormy  blaft, 
and  our  eternal   home. 

2  Under  the  fhadow-  of  thy  throne^ 
-  thy  faints  have  dwelt  fecure, 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
and  our  defence  is  fure. 

3!  Before  the  hills  in  order  ftood, 
or  earth  reeeiv'd  her  frame, 
From  everlafting  thou  art  God, 
to  endlefs  years  the  fame. 


ij2  PSALM     XC. 

4  Thy  word  commands  our  fiefli  to  dufr^ 

Return,  ye  fons  of  men  ; 
All  nations  rofe  from  earth  at  firft, 
and  turn  to  earth    again. 

5  A  thoufand  ages  in  thy  iT^ht 

are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  :hat  ends  the  right 
before  the    riling    fan. 

[6  The  bufy  tribes  of  fieih  and  blood, 
v.'ith  all  their  lives  and  cares, 
/ire  carry 'd  downwards  by  the  flood, 
and  loft  in  fob' wing  years. 

7  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  ft  ream, 

bears  all  itTs  fons  away  ; 
They  flyv  forgotten  as. a. dream. 
dies  at    the  op'ning  day. 

8  Like  fiow'ry  fields  the  nations  ftand3 

pleas' d  with  the  morning  light  : 
The  flow'rs  beneath  the  mower's  hand, 
He  with'ring  e'er  'tis  night,  ] 

9  Our  God,  our  help  in   ages  paft, 

our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  troubles  lafl, 

and  our  eternal  home. 

PSALM    XC     8,  ii,  9,  10,  \i 

Second  Part.     Common  Metre 

Infirmities  and  nortality  the    ejeft  of  Jin  ;  or, 

Li/fff  eld  age,  and  preparation  for  deat!>. 

i   T     ORD,  if  thine  eyes  furvey  our   faults* 
X._J     and  juftice  grows  fevere, 
Thy  dreadful  wr^th  exceeds  our  thoughts*, 

and  burns  beyond  cur  fear, 

2  Thine  arjger  turns  our  frame  to  di 
by  one  offence   to  thee. 


■     PSALM    XC.  173 

Adam,  with  all   his   Tons,  have  loft 
their  immortality. 

*   Life  like  a  vain  amufement  flies, 
a  fable  or  a  fong  ; 
By  fwift  tlegrees-our  nature  dies, 
nor   can  our  joys  be  long. 

4  Tis  but  a  few  whofe  days  amount 
to  threefcore  years  and  ten  ; 
And  all  beyond  that  fhort  account 
is  ibrrow,  toil  and  pain. 

[5  Our  vitals  with  laborious  ftrife 

bear  up  the  crazy  load,  1 

And  drag  thofe  poor  remains  of  life 
along  the    tirefcme    road.]« 

£  Almighty  God,  reveal  thy  love, 
and  not  thy  wrath  alone  ; 
O  let  our  fweet  experience  prove 
the  mercies  of  thy  throne. 

7  Our   fouls  would  learn  the  heav'nly  art 
T'  improve  the  hours   we  haves 
That  we  may  aft  the  wifer  part, 
and  live  beyond  the  grave. 

t  S  A  L  M    XC.   ver.   13.  6c.  Third  Part, 

Common   Metre. 

Breathing   after  heaven. 

1  O  ETURN,  O  God  of  love,  return  • . 
jt\.     Earth  is  a  tirefome  place  ; 

How  Jong  mail  we  thy  children,  mourn ? 
our  abfence  from   thy  face  ? 

2  Let  heav'n  fucceed  our  painful  years$ 

let  fin  and  for  row  ceafe,  , 

And  in  prdportion  to  our  teaf§9: 
&  make  our  joys  increaie, 

P  2  \ 


174  PSALM     XC. 

3  Thy  wonders  to  thy  fervants  (how, 

make  thy  own  work  complete  ; 
Then  mall  oar  fouls  thy  glory  know, 
and  own  thy  love  was  great. 

4  Then  fhaJl   v/e  mine  before  thy  throne 

in  all  thy    be>  lty.    Lord  ; 
And  the  poor  fervice  we  have  done 
meet  a  divine  teward 

PSALM    XC.    5,  io,  12.  Short  Metre, 
The  frailty    <f<d  JhoHnefs  of  life. 

1  T     OF.D  what   a  feeble  piece 
Lj     is  this  our  mortal  frame  ? 

Cur  life  how  poor  a  trifle  'tis, 

that  fcarce  deferves  the  name. 

2  Alas  !  'twas  brittle  clay 

that  built  our  bodies  firft  ! 
And   ev'ry  month  and  ev'ry  day 
?tis  mouldering  back  to  duft.. 

3  Our  moments  fly  apace, 

nor  will  our  minutes  ftay  ; 
Juft  like  a   flood  our  hafty  days, 
are  fweeping   us  away.,  ■ 

4  Weli,  if  our  days   muft  fly, 

we'll  keep  their   end  in  fight  ; 
Well  fpend  them  all  in  wifdom's  way,, 
ana  let  them  fpeed  their  Bight., 

5  They'll    waft   us  fooner  o'er 

this  life's  tempeftuous  fea  : 
Soon  we  Oiall  reach  the  peaceful  more 
c;    blett  eternity. 

PSALM  XCI.     1—7.'    Firft  Part. 

Safety  in  public  difeafer  and  dangzn, 

X, 1    Shall  find  a  moil  fecure  abode  5 


PSALM     XC1.  %2S- 

Shsll   walk  all  day   beneath  his  (hade, 
And  there  ac  night  (hall  reit  his  head, 

%  Then  ^ill  I  fa y,  "  My   God,  thy  pow'r 
"  Sh?!l  be  my  fortrefs  and  my  tow'r; 
"  I  that  am  form'd  of  feeble  duft, 
"  Make  thine  almighty  arm  my  trurif". 

3  Thrice  happy  man  !   thy  Makers  care 
Shall  keep  thee  from  the  fowler's  fnare* 
Satan  the  fowler,  who  betrays 
Unguarded  fouls  a  thoufand  ways. 

4  Juft  as  a  hen  protects  her  brood, 
From  birds  of  prey  that  feek  their  blood;. 
Under  her  feathers,  fo  the  Lord 
Makes  his  own  arm  his  people's  guard, 

5  If  burning  beams  of  noon  confpire 
To  dart  a  peftilential  fire, 

God  is  their  life,  his  wings  are  fpread 
To  fhield  them  with  an  healthful  made, 

6  If  vapours  with  malignant  breath 
Rife  thick  and  fcatter  midnight  death,. 
Ifr*el  is  fafe ;  the  poifon'd  air 
Grows  pure,  if  lfr'eN  God  be  there 

Pause. 

7  What  tho*  a  thoufand   at  thy  fide, 

At  tfiy  right  hind  ten  thoufand  dy'd, 
Thy  God  his  chefen  people  faves 
Among  the  dead,  amidlr.  the  graves. 

%  So  when  he  fent  his  angel  down, 
To  make  his  wrath  in  Egypt  known  :: 
And  flew  their  fons,  his  caieful  eye 
Pafs'd  aU  the  doors  of  Jacob  by. 

9  But  if  the  fire,  or  plague,  or  (word. 
Receive  commilfioa  from  the  Lord* 


rjfci        PSALM    XCL 

To  ftrike  his  faints  among   the  reft, 
Their  very  pains  and  deaths  are   bleft. 

io  The  fiord,  the  peftilence,  or  fire, 
Shall  "but  fulfil  their  bell   defire  ; 
From  (jus  and  for  row  fet  them   free, 
And  biing  thy  children,  Lord,  to  thee. 

f  S  A  L  M     XCI.      9—16.    Second  Part. 

Vrotettionfrom  death  guard  of  angels ,  viftory 
aud  deliverance. 

1  ~\TE>  fons  of  men,  a  feeble  race, 

i       expos  d  to  ev'ry  fnare, 
Come  mike  the    Lord  your  dwelling  place, 
and  try,  and  truft  his  care. 

2  No  ill  mall  enter  where  you  dwell';. 

or  if  the  plague  come  nigh, 
And  fweep  the  wicked  down  to  hell, 
'twill  raife  his  faints  on  high. 

3  He'll   give  his  angels  charge  to  keep 

your    feet    in  all  their  ways  ; 
To  watch  your  pillow  while  you  deep, 
and  guard  your  happy  days. 

4  Their  hands  mail  bear  you,  left  you  fall* 

and  dam  againft  the  ftones ; 
Are  they  not  fervants  at  his  call, 
and  fent  t'  attend  his  fons  ? 

5  Adders  and  lions  ye  mall  tread  ; 

the  tempter's  wiles  defeat  ; 
He  that  hath   broke  the    ferpent's  hea> 
puts  him  beneath  your  feet. 

{  "  Becaufe  on  me  they  fet  their  loTe, 
"  I'll  fave  them  (faith  the  Lord) 
"  I'll  bear  their  joyful  fouls  above 
•'  deftruition  and  the  fword. 


PSALM     XCII  177 

*«  My  grace  fha!1  anfwer  when  they  call  ; 

"  in  trouble  I'll  be  nigh    ; 
'    My  pow'r  fhall  help  them  when  they  fall, 

"  and  raife  them  when  they  die. 

"  Thofe  that  on  earth  my  name  Live  knows? 

**  I'll  honour  them  in  heav'n  ; 
*'  There  my  falvation  mall  be  fhown, 

*"  and  endlefs  life  be  given.  " 

P  S  A  L  M    XCII.     Firfi  Pari. 
A  Pfalm  for    the    Lord's  day. 

SWEET  is  the  work, my  God,  my  King, 
To  praife  thy  name,  give  thinks  audfing^ 
To  (hew  thy  love  by  morning  light, 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

Sweet  is  the  day  of  faered  reft. 
No  mortal  cares  fhall  feize  my  breaft : 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David**  harp  of  folemn  found  ! 

My  heart  mail  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  blefs  his  works,  and  blefs  his  word  ; 
Thy  works  of  grace  how  bright  they  ihina  ! 
How  deep  thy  counfels  !  how  divine  i 

Fools  never  raife  their  thoughts  fo  high ; 
Like   brutes   they  live,  like  brutes  they  die, 
Like  grafs  they  flourifh,  'till  thy  breath 
Biaft  them   in  everlafting  death. 

But  I  fhall  mare  a  glorious  part, 
When  grace   hath  well   refin'd  my  beari,- 
And   frefh  fupplies   of  joy  are  (bed, 
Like  holy  oil,  to  chear  my  head. 

Sin  (my  worfl   enemy    before) 
Shall  vex  my  eyes  and  ears  no  more 
My  inward  foes  mail  all  be  flain, 
Nor  fatan  break  my  peace  agai'r3t 


i;8  PSALM   XCIL 

7   Then  fha!J  I  Tee,  and  hear,  and  know. 
All  Idefir'dor  wifh'd  below; 
And  ev'ry  pow'r  find  fweet  employ 
In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

PSALM   XCIL  ver.  12.  6c,  Second  ParV. 
The  church    is  the  garden   of  God. 

1  1       ORD,  'tis  a  pleafant  thing  to  ftand. 

■   J  In  gardens  planted  by  thy  hand  ; 
Let  me  within  thy  courts  be  ken 
Like  a  yoang.Cedar,  freih  and  green. 

2  There  grow  thy  faints  in  faith  and  love. 
Bleft  with  thy  influence  from  above; 
Not  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees 
Yields  fuch  a  comely  fight  as  thefe. 

3  The   plants  of  grace  {"hall    ever  live    : 
(Nature  decays   but   grace  muft  thrive) 
Time  that  doth  all  things  elfe  impair 
Sill  makes  them  fiourim  flrong  and  fair. 

4  Liden  with  fruits  of  age,  they  Ihew, 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft  and  true : 
None  that  attend  his  gates   (hall  find 
A  God  unfaithful    or   unkind. 

PSALM  XCIII.     ift   Metre. 

The  eternal  and  /over  eign  God. 

1  TEHOVAH  reigns  ;  he  dwells  in  light; 
J    Girded  with  majefty  and  might  : 
The    world  created  by  his  hands 
Stiil  on  its  firil  foundation   ftands. 

2  But  e'er  this  fpacious  world  was  made, 
Oi    had  its  firft   foundation    laid> 
Thy  throne  eternal  ages   flood, 
Thy  felf  the  everliving  God. 

5.  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rife, 
And  aim  their  rage  againft  the  ikies; 


PSALM     XCIIf.         iTi 

Vain  floods  that  aim  their  rage  fo    high  ! 
At    thy  rebuke  the  billows    die. 
For  ever  fhr\M  thy  throne  endute;      . 
Thy    promife  ftaods    forever  hire  ; 
And  everlafting  holinefs 
Becomes  the  dwelling  of  thy  grace. 

PSALM   XCIII.     2d  Me'tee, 

AstbeOld^o\.\\Pfairn,  fhi-h; 


THE  Lord  of  glory  reigns  ;  he  reigns  on 
His  robes  of  ilate  are  ftrengihand  inajeib/; 
This  wide  creation  rofe  at  his  command  ; 
Built  by  his  word  ;  and  'ftablinVd  by  his  hand  : 
0^ong  ftood  his  throne  e'er  he  began  creation, 
Knd  his  own  Godhead  is  the  firm  foundation. 

2  God  is   th'    eternal   King:  Thy  foes  in  vain 
5laife  their  rebellion  to  confound  thy   reign  : 

In  vain  the  ilorms,   in  vaia  the  floods  arife, 
And  roar,  and  tcfs  their  waves  agair.ii:  ihe  fkies  * 
Foaming    at  heav'n,  they  rage  with  wild  com- 

[motion, 
.But    heavVs    high    arches    fccrn  the    fwelling 

[ocean 

3  Ye  tempefh  rage  no'more  ;  ye  flood ?  be  ftill  -_ 
And  the  mad  world  fubmiffive  to  his  will  : 
Built  on  his  truth,   his  church  mull:  ever  ftand  : 
Firm  are  his  promifes,  and  ilrong  his  hand  : 
See  his  own  fons,  when  they  appear  before  him, 
Bow  at  his  foot-ftool,  and  with  fear  adore  him* 

PSALM  XCIII.    3d    Metre, 
As  the  Old  a  2 2d  Pfalm. 
I  v  J  ^  HE  Lord    Jehovah  reigns, 

A       And   royal  ftate  maintains, 
Kis  head  with  awful  glories  crown'd  ;    , 
Array'd  in   robes  of  light, 
Begirt  with  fov*reign  might, 
,&sd   rays  of  majefty  around, 


j8o  P  S  Pi.  L  M     XT  IV. 

z  Upheld  by  thy  commands 
The  world  fecurel       .<•  Is  • 

And  fki  s       .   ■■■  •  r'v/ord ; 

^  '.'  irir  ligb, 

Before    'he 

E       -al    is'thy    kj  gdom,    I  ofd. 
3  I  ^     *?rt   the  noify  crowd,. 

Like  biiipws  fieice  and  loud, 
AgaittA  thir-e  empire  rage  and  roar  ; 
lr\    vain  with  angiy  fnite 
The  fiirly  nations  light, 
And  dam  like  waves  sg&inh  the  fhore. 
4  Let  floods   and    nations   rag^, 
%n-.i  ail    their  pdw'rs  engage, 
Let  .  fwelKng  tides  afTault  the    fey; 
The  terrors  of  thy  frown 
Shall  beat  their  madnefs  down  : 
Thy  throne  forever  fb«<fs  on  high. 
~,   Thy  jHromifes.are   true, 

Thy   grace  is  ever  new; 
There  fix'd   thy  church  thai]  ne'er   remove  ; 
fhy   faints    with  hojy   fear 
Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
^ni  fine  thine   eveilafting  love. 
{Repeat  the  fourth  fanza  to  complect  the  tune: 
P  S  A  L  M  XCIV.    i,  2,  7  -r+.  Fitfi  Part. 

Saints    c  baft  i fed,  and  ft  finer  i  defrayed;    or, 

hfruSihe    affliaom. 
1   f^\  GOD  !     to  whom  revenge  belongs, 
\J  proclaim    thy  wrath  aloud  ; 
Let  fov'reign  pow'r  redrefs  our  wrongs, 
let   juftice  fmite  the   proud. 
2  They  fay,    "  The  Lord  nor  fees  nor  hears ;'" 
when  will  the  fools  be  wife  ? 
Can  he  be  deaf,  who  form'd  their  ears  ? 
cr  blind,  who  made  their  eyes  ? 


PS  A  L  M     XCIV.         "i8f 

He  knows  their  impious  Thoughts  are  vain, 

and  they  iha'J  feerfeis  pow'v  ; 
His  wrath  (hall  pierce  their  fouls  with  p~ina 

io  fome  furprifing  hour. 

But  if  thy  faints  deferve  rebuke, 

thou  haft  a  gentler  rod  ; 
Thy  providences  and  thy  book 

In^lJ  make  them  know  their  God. 

Bleft  is   the  man  thy  hands  chaftife, 

and  to  his  duty  draw  i 
Thy  fcourges  make  thy  children  wife, 

whea   they  fcrget  thy  law. 

*  But  God  will  ne'er  caft-cff  his  faints, 
nor  his  own  promife  break  ; 
He  pardons  his  inheritance 
for  their  Redeemer's  fake, 

PSALM    XCIV.   16—23.    Second  Part. 

7od  our  fupport  and  comfort ;   or,  deliverance 

from  temptation  and  perfecution. 

1  Wl  HO.  will  arife  and  plead   my  right 

V' V        againft  my  num'rtas  foes, 
While  earth   and  hell  their  force  unite, 
and  ail  my  hopes  oppofe, 

2  Had"  not  the  Lord,  my  rock,  my  he!p» 

foftain'd  my  fainting  head, 

My  life  had  now  in  filence  dwelt, 

my    foul  amongft  ths  dead. 

5   Alas,  my  /tiding  feet  /  I  cry'd, 
|hy  promife  was  my  prop  ; 
Thy  grace  flood  conftant  by  my  fide, 
thy  fpirit  bore  me  up. 

4-  While  multitudes  of  mournful  thoughts 
within  my  bc/om  roll. 
Thy  boundlefs  love  forgives  my  fau!:s, 
thy  comforts  cbear  mv  foul. 


"**         PSALM    XCV. 

J  PowVs  of  iniquity  may  rife, 
and  frame  pernicious  laws  ; 

BUl  G°i  my  re*a&  rbks  the'fkics, 
be  will  defend  my  caufe. 

S  Let  malice  vent  her  rage  aloud  ; 
let  bold  blafphemers  feoff  ; 
The  Lord  cur  God  (hall  judge  the  prou< 
and  cut  the  finners  off. 

PSALM   XCV.    Common  Metre. 
A  Pfaim  before  Prayer. 
t  OING  to  the   Lord  Jehovah's  name, 
\3     and  m  his  ftrength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  falvation  is  our  theme, 
exalted  be  our  voice. 

2  With  thanks  approach  his  awful  fight. 

and  pfalms  of  honour  ling ; 
The  Lord's  a  God  of  boundlefs  might, 
the  whole  creation's  King. 

3  Let  princes  hear,  let  angels  know, 

how  mean  their  natures  feem, 
Thofe  gods  on  high,  and  gods  below, 
when  once  compar'd  with  him. 

4  Earth  with  its  caverns  dark  and  deep, 

lies  in  his  fpacious  hand  ; 
He  fcVd  the  feas  what  bounds  to  keep, 
and  where  the  bills  muff  ftand. 

5  Come,  and  with  humble  fouls  adore, 

come  kneel  before  his  face  ; 
O  may  the  creatures  of  his  pow'r; 
be  children  of  his  grace. 

6  Now  is  the  time  he  bends  his  ear, 

and  waits  for  your  requeft  ; 
Gome,  left  he  roufe  his  wrath,  and  fwear 
"  Ye  fhall  not  fee  my  reft." 


PSALM    XCV.  185 

PSALM    XCV.     Short   Metre. 
A  Pfafm  before  Sermon. 

C^OME,  found  his  praife  abroad, 
j     and  hymns  of  glory   fing  ; 
Jehevah  is  the  fcvVeign  God, 
the  univerfal  Kiog. 

He  forei'd  the  deeps  unknown » 
he  gave  the  leas  their  bound  ? 

The  wat'ry  worlds  are  all  hh  ©wa# 
and  all  the  folic!  grpuad, 

j  1  Come,  worlhip  at  his  throne, 
eoroe  bow  before  the  Lord  \ 
We  are  his  works,  and  cot  our  ew8> 
he  form'd  us  by  his  word. 

4  To  day  attend  his  voice, 
cor  dare  provoke  bis  rod  \ 
Come  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
and  own  your  gracious  God, 

§  But  if  your  ears  refute 

the  language  of  his  grace, 
And  hearts  grow  hard,  like  ftubborn  J$wsr 
that  unbelieving  race. 

6*  The  Lord  in  vengeance  drefts 
wi[I  lift  his  hand  and  fwear, 
"  You  that  defpife  my  pronais'd  reft, 
(hall  have  no  portion  there." 

'psalm  xgv,  1,  2,  a,  6— h. 

Long  Metre. 

Canaan  loft  through  unbelief ';    or,  a  warning 

to  delaying  Sinners, 
1  /^COME,  let  our  voices  join   to  raife- 

V->  A  facred  fong  of  folemn  praife  1- 
God  is  a  fov'reign  King  ;  rehearfe 
His  honours  m  exalted- verfe./ 


iU     PSALM     XCV.  XCVI. 

2  Come,  let  our  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
Who  fr'am'd  our  natures  with  his  wo:d; 
He  is  our  (hep herd  ;   we  the  (heep 

His  mercy  chufe,   his  pafturcs  keep. 

3  Come,  let  us  hear  his  voice  to-day, 
The  couniels  c-£  his  love  obey  ; 
Nor  let  our  harden'd  he  rts  renew 
The  fin  and  pUgues  that  ljryd  knew. 

4  lfrel,  that  faw  his  works  of  grace, 
Yet  tempt  their  Maker  to  his  face; 
A  faitfalefs  unbelieving  brood, 

That  tii'd  the  patience  of  their  God. 

5  Thus  faith  the  Lord,  '*  How  falfe  they  prove1- 
"  Forget  my  pow'r,   abufe  ray  Jove  ; 

"  Since  they  drfpife  my  reft,  I  fwear, 
"  Their  leet  mail  never  ent«r  there." 

[6  Look  backs  my  foul,  with  holy  dread, 
And  view  thofe  ancient  rebels  dead  ; 
Attend  the  offer'd  grace  to  day, 
Nor  lofe  the  blefling  by  delay. 

?  Seize  the  kind  promife  while  it  waits, 
And  march  to  Zicrfs  heav*nly  gates ; 
Believe,  and  tafte  the  promis'd  reft  ; 
Obey  and  be  forever  bleft  ] 

PSALM    XCVI.     i,   io.  6c. 
Common  Metre. 

ChrirV/  fir  ft  and  fecond  coming. 

1  QING  to  the  Lord,  ye  difiant  lands, 
,vj    Ye  tribes  of  ev'ry   tongue  : 

£lts  new  difcover'd   grace  demanJs 
a  new  and  nobler  iong. 

2  Say  to  the  nations.   Jefus  reigLs, 

GodV  own  almighty  Sor.  ; 
His  powV  the  finking  world  fu  ft  airs, 
and  grace  funounds  his  thione. 


I 


P  SA  L  M    XCVI.         1S5 


,  Let  beav'n  proclaim  the  joyful  day, 
7     joy  through  the  earth  be  feen  ; 
Let  cities  (hioe  in  bright  array, 
and  fitlds  in  chearful  green. 
A  Let  an  unufual  joy  furprife 

theiflands  of  the  fea ;  ^ 

Ye  mountains  fink,  ye  tallies  fife; 
prepare  the  Lord  his  way. 
*  Behold  he  comes,  he  comes  to  hUk 
the  nations  as  their  Gog  ; 
To  ftew  the  world  his  nghtecuine*sy 
and  fend  his  truth  abroad. 
6  But  when  his  voice  (hall  raife  thee d 6, 
and  bid  the  fccfrld  ciaw  near,  ^ 
How  will  the  guilty  nations  diea;, 

to  fee  tbe'r  Judge  appear. 
PSALM    X:VI.     As  the  113th  Pfalm. 
The  God  0//^  Gentiles.         ,  . 
ET  all  the  earth  their  voices  r^tfe 
j  To  fi  cr  the  choiceft  pfataa  of  praiie, 
To  fing  and  Weft  Jehovah's  nam^;  i 
His  glory  let  the  heathen  know, 
H  s  wonders  to  the  nations  fliow, 

And  all  his  facing  work;  pioclam. 
The  heathens  kn>w  thy  glory,  Lcrd  ; 
The  wond'rmg  rations  rerd  thy  word  ; 


1  T     ET 
1^  T 


In  Br// 


i©wia  : 

Our    *G    ft?fi  I'W     ?   f^ 

T     rods'-  t  tods  have  m«ce  , 

alone. 


W 


Hi    0  *an    <ut 


lobe.  to  bull  the  fkjf 
\t%  woikts  on  nsg-j, 
/eft  in  glofj  tiilr^  s 


T-lEr 
Jul  >•> 

Let  the 


J  86         PSALM     XCVII. 

His  beauties,    hew  divinely  bright  i 
His  temple  how  divinely  fair  ! 

4  Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour. 
When  earth  (hail  feel  his  faying  pov,?r. 

And  barb'rous  nations  fear  his  name  ; 
Then  (hall  the  race  cf  man  confefs 
The  beauty  of  his  hofioefs, 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  p^oc'aim. 

PSALM    XCVil.    i — p     girft'.ffcfcM 

Chrift  reigning  in  Heaven,    atd   coining  to 
Judgment. 
reigns-,  the  Lord,  the  Saviour  reigns, 
^raife  him  in  evangelic  ftraior* 
:e  whole  earth    n  fongs  rejoice, 
And  diftant  ifl?.nds  jom  their  voice- 

2  Deep  are  his  counfets  and  unknown: 
But  grace  and  truth  fapport  hk  throne* 
Tho'  gS-.rmy  clouds  his  v^ays  furround,, 
Jufiice  is  their  eternal  g^nnnd. 

3  In  robes  of  judgment,  !o  !  he  comes, 
Shakes  the  widecarth  and  cle?v?s  the  tombs ; 
Be/>       .u  rrs  dev^  •  iing  fire, 

The  mo     t  ii  s  crelt,  the  feas  retire. 

4  H's  eneo  itfi  (c:e  -ifmay 

F,y  from  rhc  fi^ht,  ahd  ilun  the  day  ; 

Then  lift  your  heads,  ye  faints,  on  high, 

And  fing    tor  your  redemption's  nigh 
PSALM     XCVII.     6-9.     Second  Part, 

ChrifVi    Incarnation. 
p  ry^HE  Lord  is  c  me,  the  heavus  prcdaim 
His  bii  th  ;  the  nations  learn  his  name  •, 

An  unknown  ftar  direct  the  road 

Of  Eaftem  fages  to  their  God. 
2  All  ye  bright  armies  of  the  ikies, 

Gp,  woifhip  whese  the  Saviour  lies  j 


psalm   xcvir.      i% 

Angels  and  kings  before  him  bow, 
Thole  gcds  en  high  and  gcds  beicw. 

5  Let  idols  totter  *o  the  grcuad, 
And  their  own  vroifhippers  confound  | 
But  Judah  (hour,  but  Sion  fiog, 
And  earth  confers  her  fov'reign  king. 

P  S"  A  L  M     XCVH.     Third  Part. 
Grace  and  Gtiry* 
i    nr^H    Almighty  reigns,  exahed  high, 
X     O'er  ail  the  earth,  o'er  all  the  fey  ; 
Tbo'  clouds  and  darknefs  veil  his  feet, 
His  duelling  ts  the  mercy  feat. 

2  O  jk  tf  >■'  feye  his  holy  name, 
Pa?e  t\  ij  wcrk  of  fin  and  {ha me  \ 
He  guaYds  the  fculs  of  all  his  friends,- 
And  irom  tie  fn  a  res  of  bell  defends. 

2  Immrrtal  1:gbt  aod  joys  unknown, 
Are  for  the  faults  io  '  :  rknefs  fown  ; 
Thofe  glorious  feeds  fhall  fpring  and  rife* 
And  the  bright  harveii  blefs  your  eyei 

4:  Rejoice,  ye  righteous,  and  reccrd 
The  facrcd  honours  of  the  Lord  *. 
Nore  but  the  foul  that  fee's  his  grace 
Can  triumph  in   hh  holinefs. 

P  S  A  L  M     XCV1I      1,   3,   5^7,  P* 

Common  Metre. 

Thrift's  Incarnation  and  the  hfl  Judgment* 

1  "XTE  ifla  ds  cf  the  Northern  fea, 

X       rejoice,  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 

His  word  like  fire  prepares  his  way, 

And  mouD tains  melt  to  plains. 

2  His  prefence  finks  the  proudeft  hilhi 

and  makes  the  rallies  rife i 


iS8        PSALM     XCVIU 

The  humVle  feu',  e  j.  ys  fcis  fan'Ies, 
the  hau^h'y  fianer  dies. 

3  The  Imv'nr  h.s  rightful  pow'r  proclaim; 

the  id  o!  gods    around 
Fill  their  o-?d  worshippers  with  iharae, 
and  totter  to  the  gronnd. 

4  AJorir-g  an.-:e's  at  his  birth 

irukt  tlie  Redemeer  known  ; 
Thus  fiiil]  he  come  tr>  judge  the  earth, 
and  angels  guard  his  throne. 

5  His  foes  finli  tremble  at  his  £ght} 

and  hi!!s  and  feas  retire  ; 
His  children  take  their  unknown  ti  ght. 
and  lew z  the  world  on  Ere. 

6  The  fee.^s  of  joy  and  git  ry  fovrn 

for  fains  in  darkoefs  here, 
Sha     rile  ;nd  fpring  hi  worlds  unknown, 
and  a  rich  h«rvd3  bear. 

PSALM     XCVHI.     Firft  Part. 

Piaij>. /or  the  G  of  pel. 

j    r  I  ^<?  our  aMrivrhiy  Maker,  God, 
JL        new   honours  he  addreft  ; 
His  great  falVaTioh  (nines  abroad, 
and  ooftkes  \\it  nattoiw  bled: 

2  He  fp>,:»e  thc^offl   to  4l>ratim  firft, 
0   '•   i.C\:-      W  i    j-  id  ; 
The  Oc '  ti  Ss  mak-  ic  'her  truft, 

a.      Learu  .'-<  \  ::    i  eotfineis 

y  Let  f       wh(  v^  proclaim 

w  i 
A   d  (p  r.;*d  '    e     o     l  ■   ,  D  me 


J( 


PSALM  XCVIII.  XCIX.    189 

PSALM    XCVIII.    Second  Part. 
The  Median*/  Coming  and  Kingdom. 
rOY  to  the  world  ;    the  Lord  is  coae, 
let  earth  receive  her  King : 
Let  ev'ry  he^rt   prepare   him  room, 
and  heav'n  and  nature  fing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth,    the  Saviour  reigns  ; 

let  men  their  fongs  employ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills  and  plain* 
repeat  the  founding  joy. 

3  No  mere  let  fins  and  forrows  grow, 

nor  thorns  iofeft  the  ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  bleffings  flow 
far  as  the  curfe  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

and  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories   of  his  righteoufhefs, 
and  wonders  of  his  love. 
PSALM     XCIX.     Fiift  Part. 
Chrift'/  Kingdom  and  Majefiy* 
j  rT^HE  God  Jehovah  reigns, 
J_        let  all  the  nations  fear; 
Let  fmners  tremble  at  his  throne, 
and  faints  be  humble  there . 

2  Jefus  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 
let  earth  adorers  Lord  ; 
Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  ftand, 
fwrft  to  fulfil  his  word. 
I  In  Zion  is  his  throne, 
his  honours  sre  divide  ; 
His  church   fhal!  make  his  wonders  known, 
for  there  his  glories  fhine, 
a  How  holy  is   his  name  ! 
how  terrible  his  praife  ! 
Juftice  and  truth,  and  judgment  joia 
in  all  his  works  of  grace. 


190      PSALM    XCIX.    C.  ' 

PSALM    XCIX,     Second  Part. 
A  bely  God  worjhipped  with  Reverence. 
1   "PXALT  the   Lord    our  God, 

111     and  worfhip  at  his  feet; 
His  nature  is  all  bolinefs, 
and  mercy  is  his  feat. 

2  When  lfr\l  was  his  church, 
when  Aarsn  was  his  prieft, 

When  Mofis  cry'd,  and  Samuel  pray'd, 
he  gave  hi*  people  reft. 

3  Oft  he  forgave  their  fins, 
nor  would  deftroy  their  race  ; 

And  oft  he  made  his  vengeance  known, 
when  they  abuj'd  his  grace, 

4  Exalt  the   Lord   our  God, 
whofe  grace  is  Bill  the  fame  \ 

Still  he's  a  God  of  bolinefs, 
3nd  jealous  for  his  name. 

PSALM    C     Firft  Metre-, 

A  plain  Tranflation. 

Praife  io  our   Greater* 

s   "V7"E  nations  of  the  earth   rejoice 

X     Before  the  Lord,  your  fov'reign  King, 

Serve  him  with  chearrul  heart  and  Voice. 

With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  frog." 
a  The  Lord  is  God  ;  'tis  he  alone 

Doth  life  and  breath,  and  being  give  ; 

We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own  ; 

The  flieep  that  on  his  paftures  live, 
3  Enter  his  gates  with  fangs  of  joy, 

With  praifes  to  his  courts  repair, 

And  make  it  your  divine  employ, 

To  pay  your  thankful  honours  then?. 


PSALM    C.   CI,  191 

a  The  Lord  is  good  ;  the  Lord   is  kind  ; 
Great  is  bis  grace,  his  mercy  Aire  ; 
And  the  whole  race  of  man  fhali  find 
His  truth  fr©m  age  to  age  endure. 

PSALM  C.   Second  Metre.     A  Paraphra>~s. 

1  QJING  to  the  Lord   with  joyful  voice  ; 
O   Let  ev'ry  land  his  nsnae  adore  ; 
The  Britijb  ifles  (hall  fend  the  noife 
Acrofs  the  ocean  to  the  fhore. 

2  Nations  attend    before  his    throne 
With  folemn  fear,  with  facred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is   God  alone: 
He  can  create,  and  he  deftroy. 

3  His  fov'reign  powY,  without  our  aid,  __ 
Made  us  of  clay  and  form'd  us  men  : 

And  when  like  wand'ring  fheep  we  ftray'd, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

4  We  are  his  people,  we  his  care, 
Our  iouls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame : 
What  lafting  honours  (hall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,    to  thy  name  ? 

5  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  fongs, 
High  as  the  heav'ns  our  voices  raife  j 
And  earth  with  her  ten  thoufand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  founding  praife, 

6  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command, 
Vaft   as  eternity   thy  love  ; 

Firm  as  a  rock  tby  truth  mud  ftand, 
When,  rolling  years  {hall  ceafe  to  move, 

PSALM    CI.     Long  Metre. 
The  Magift rates  Pfalm, 
I    K  J*ERCY  and  judgment  are  my  foog ! 
1VX  And  fince  they  both  to  thee  belong, 
My  gracious  God,  my  righteous  King, 
To  thee  my  fongs  and  vows  I  bring. 


?92  PSA  L  M     CL 

2  If  I  am  rais'd   to   bear   the  fword, 
Vl\  take  my  ccunfels  from  thy  word  - 
Thyjufticeand   thy  heavily  grace 
Shall  be  the  pattern  of  my  ways. 

3  Let  wifdom  all  my  actions  guide, 
And  let  my  God    with   me  refids  ; 
No  wicked  thing  (hail  dwell  with  me, 
Which  may  provoke  thy  jeaioufy. 

4  No  foes  of  flander,  r^ge  and  ftrifc 
Shall  be  companions  of  my  life  ; 
The  haughty  look,   the  heart  of  pride, 

■  Within  my  doors  (hall  ne'er  abide. 

IS  VU  fearch  the  land,   and  raife  the  juft 
To  pofts  of  honour,  wealth  and  truli ; 
The  men  that  work  thy  holy  will, 
Shall  be  my  friends  and  favVites  ftill.] 

6  In  vain  fha!3  (inners  hope  to  rife 
By  flatt'ting  or  malicious  lies  ; 
And  while  the  innocent   I  guard, 
The  bold  offender  fhan't  be  fpar'd. 

7  The  impious  crew,   that  factious  band, 
Shall  hide  their  heads,  or  quit  the  land  ; 
And  all  that  break   the  public  reft, 
Where  I  have  pow'r  fhall  be  fuppreft, 

PSALM     CI.     Common  Metre. 
A  Pfalm  for  a  Mafter  of  a  Family. 
i   /^\F  juftice  and  of  grace  I  fing, 
V^/     and  pay  my  God  my  vows ; 
Thy  grace  and  juftice,  heav'nly  King, 
teach  me   to  rule  my  hcufe. 

2  Now  to  my  tent,   O  God,  repair, 
and  make  thy  fervaat  wife  ; 


PSALM     CO.  195* 

TJl  fuffer  nothing  near  me  there 

That  (hail  offend  thine  eyes. 
The  man  that  doth  his  neighbour  wrong, 

By  falfhood  or  by  force, 
The  fcornful  eye,  the  iland'rous  tongue* 

I'll  thruft  them  from  my  doors. 

,  ril  feek  the  faithful  and  the  juft, 
And  will  their  help  enjoy; 
Thefe  are  the  friends  that  I  fhall  tru&> 
The  fervants  1'H  employ. 

;  The  wretch  that  deals  ia  fly  deceit, 
TQ  not  endure  a  night : 
The  liar's  tongue  I  ever  hate* 
Arid  banifh  from  my  fight. 

5  I'll  purge  my  family  around. 
And  make  the  wicked  flee ; 
So  (hail  my  houfe  be  ever  found 
A  dwelling  fit  for  thee. 

PSALM  Cli.    1—13.20,21.  FirftVari, 

A  prayer  ef  the  afflifted. 

1  T  TEAR  me,  O  God,  nor  hide  thy  face, 
1~J_    Bat  anfwer,  left  I  die  : 

haft  thou  nut  built  a  throne  of  grace, 
To  hear  when  finners  cry. 

2  My  days  are  wafted  like  the  fmoke 

Difiblvmg    in  the  air; 
.My  ftrength  is  dry'd,  my  heart  is  broke, 
And  finking  in  defpair. 

3  My  fpirits  flag,,  like  withering  grafs 

Burnt  with  exceffive  heat ; 
In  lecret  .groans  my  minutes  pafs, 
And  \  forget  to  ear. 

4  As  on  forr.e  lonely  building's  top, 

The  fparrow  tells  her  moan, 

R  Far 


+<&  PSALM    CH. 

Far  from  the  tents  of  joy  and  hope, 
I  fit  and  grieve  alone. 

5  My  foul  is  like  a  wildemefs, 

where  beafts  of  midnight  hewl ; 
There  the  fad  raven  finds  her  place, 
and  there  the  fcreamiog  owl. 

6  Dark  difraal  thoughts  and  boding  fears 

dwell  in  my  troubled  breaft  ; 
While  (harp  reproaches  wound  my  ears, 
nor  give  my  fpirit  reft. 

7  My  cup  is  mingled  with  my  woes, 

and  tears  are  my  repaft  ; 
My  daily  bread  like  alhes  grows 
unpleafant  to  my  tafte. 

*  Senfe  can  afford  no  real  joy 
to  iouls  that  feel  thy  trown  • 
kord,  'twas  thy  hand  advancd  me  hig'to, 
thy  hand  hath  caft  jme  down. 

9  My  locks  like  witberd  Leaves  appear,; 
and  life's  declining  light 
Grows  faint  as  ev'ning  Qjadows  are, 
that  vanim  into  night. 

2©  But  thou  forever  art  the  fame, 
O  my  eternal  God  ! 
Ages  to  come  (hall  know  thy  name, 
and  fpread  thy  works  abroad. 

11  Thou  wilt  arife,  and  (hew  thy  face* 

nor  will  my  Lord  delay 
Beyond  th'  appointed  hour  of  grace, 
that  loDg  expected  day. 

12  He  hears  his  faints,  he  knows  their  cry, 

and  by  myfterious  ways 
Redeems  the  pris'ners  doom'd  to  die, 
and  fills  their  tongues  with  praife. 


PSAiLM    CIL  195 

PSALM  Gil.  13— 2r.    Second  Parti 
Prayer  heard \  and  Zion  reftored, 

1  T"     £T  Zion  and  her  Sons  rejoice, 
8   j     behold  the  promis'd  hour  ! 

Her  God  hath  heard  her  mourning  voice? 

aad  comes  t'  exalt  his  pow'r. 

>^ 

2  Her  duft  and  ruins  that  remaiLv 

are  precious  in  our  eyes  ; 
Thofe  ruins  (hall  be  built  a^am9 
and  all  that  duft  (hal!  rife. 

3  The  Lord  will  raife  Jerufalema 

and  Hand  in  glory  there  ; 
Nations  (hall  bow  before  his  name* 
and  kings  attend  with  fear. 

4  He  fits  a  Sov'reign  on  his  throne, 

with  pity  in  his  eyes  1 
He  hears  the  dying  pris'ners  groan3 
and  fees  their  fighs  arife. 

5  He  frees  the  fouls  condemn'd  to;  deaths 

and  when  his  faints  complain, 
It  fhan't  be  faid  "  that  praying  breath 
was  ever  fpent  in  vain." 

6  This  fhail  be  known  when  we  are  deai, 

and  left  on  long  record, 
That  ages  yet  unborn  may  read, 
and  trail  and  praife  the  Lord, 

PSALM    GIL    23—28.     Third  Part, 

Man's  mortality,    and  Chriffs   eternity ;    or5 
Saints  die,  but  Chrifl  and  the  Church  live. 

1  TT  is  the  Lord  our  Saviour's. irand 
X  Weakens  our  ftrength  amidft  the  race  £ 
Difeafe  and  death  at  his  command 
Arrettus  and  cut  ihort  our  days, 


i9«      PSALM    CII.  CHI. 

2  Spare  us,    0  Lord,  aloud  we  pray, 
Nor  let  our  fun  .go  down  at  aoon  ; 
Thy  years  are  one  eternal  day, 
And  mud  thy  children  die  Co  foon? 

5  Yet  in  the  naidft  of  death  and  grief 
This  thought  our  forrow  ftiaU  aflaagej 
"  Our  ^ather  and  our  Saviour  live  ; 

*'  Chrift  is  the  fame  through  ev'ry  age.*" 

4  'Twas  he  this  earth's  foundation  laid  ; 

Heav'n  is  the  building  of  his  hand  ; 

This eai th  grows  old,  thefe  heav'ns  mall  fade 

And  ail  be  chang'd  at  hi«  command. 
j  The  ftarry  cu^iains  of  the  fky 

Like  garments  {hall  be  laid  afide; 

But  dill  thy  throne  fiands  firm  and  high; 

Thy  ehurch  foFever  muft  abide. " 

6  Before  thy  face  thy  church  (hall  live, 
And  on  thy  throne  thy  children  reign; 
This  dying  world  (hall  they  furvive, 
And  the  dead  faints  fce  rais'd  again. 

PSALM    CHI.     i— 7.     Firft  Part. 
Long  Metre. 
Blejfing  God  for  his  goodneff  to  foul  and  bsdy. 

1  T>LESS,   O  my  foul,  the  living  God, 
JO  Call  home  thy  thoughts  that  rove  abroad 

Let  all  the"  pow'r*  within  me  join, 
In   work  and  worfhip  fo  divine. 

2  Blefs,  O  my  foul,  the  God  of  grace  ; 
His  favours  claim  thy  higheft  praife, 
Why  fhould  the  wonders  he  hath  wrough 
Be  loft  in  filence  and  forgot  ? 

3  *Tis  he,  my  foul,  that  fent  his  Son, 

To  die  for  crimes  which  thou  ha!*  done ; 
He  owns  the  ranfom,   and  forgives 
The  he:  Hy  follies  of  our  lives. 


PS  A  L  M    CIIL  137 

The  Vices  of  th  e  mind  he  heals, 
And  cures  the  pains  that  nature  feels, 
Redeems  the  foul  from  hell,  and  faves 
Our  wafting  life  from  threat'ning  grave* 

5  Our  youth  decay'd  his  pow'r  repairs  ; 
His  mercy  crowns  our  growing  years  : 
He  fatisfies  our  mouth  with  good, 

And  fills  our  hopes  with  heav'hly  food. 

6  He  fees  the  oppreffor  and  th'  oppreft, 
And  often  gives  the  fuff'rers  reft  j 
But  will  his  juftice  more  difplay 

In  the  laft  great  rewarding  day. 
[7,  His   pow'r  he  fhew'd  by  Moles'  handsj 
Afcd  gave  to  Ifr*ei  his  commands ; 
But  fent  his  truth  and  mercy  dowa 
To  all  the  nations  by  his  Son. 
&  Let  the  whole  earth  his  pow'r  confefs^ 
Let  the  whole  earth  adore  his  grace  1 
The  Gentile  with  the  Jew  ftall   join, 
In  work  and  worffiip  fo  divine.], 
PSALM   CHI.    8— 18.    Second  "Parts 
Long  Metre. 
Cod's  gentle  Chafiifevtent ;  or,  Ms  tender  Mercy 

to  bis  People, 
1  npHE  Lord,  how  wond'rous  are  his  ways  r 
1  How  firm  his  truth !  how  large  his  grace  I 
He  takes  his  mercy  for  his  throne, 
And  thence  he  makes  his  glories  known, 
3?  Not  half  fo  high  his  pow'r  hath  fpread^ 
The  ftarry  heav'ns  above  our  head, 
As  his  rich  love  exceeds  our  praife. 
Exceeds  the  higheft  hopes  we  raife-, 
%  Not  half  fo  far  hath  nature  piac'd 
The  fifing  morning  from  the  Weft, 


jjS  P  S  A  L  M    CIIL 

As  his  forgiving  grace  removes 
The  daily  guilt  of  thofe  he  loves. 

4  How  (lowly  doth  his  wrath  arife  r 
Oafwifter  wings  falvatien  flics  : 
And  if  he  Jets  his  anger  burn, 
How  fooQ  his  frowns  to  pity  turn  1 

5  Amidft  his  wrath  companion  mines  ; 
His  ftrokes  are  lighter  than  our  fins. 
And  while  his  rod  corrrc'ls  his  faints, 
Hb  ear  indulges  their  complaints. 

3  So  fathers  their  young  fons  chaftife 
With  gentle  hands  and  rrelting  eyes .; 
The  children  weep  beneath  the  fmart, 
And  move  the  pity  of  their  heart. 

Pause, 

j  The  mighty  God,  the  wife  and.  jufi, 
Knows  that  our  frame  is  feeble   duft  i 
And  wi!)  no  heavy  loads  impofe 
Beyond  the  ftrength  that  he  beftows. 

6  He  knows  how  foon  our  nature  dies, 
Blafted  by  ev'ry  wind  that  ft:es  •, 
Like  grafs  we  fpring,  and  die  as  fcon, 
As  morning  fiow'rs,  that  fade  at  noon. 

9.  But  his  eternal  love  is  fure 

To  all  the  faints,  and  mail  endure  ; 
From  age  to  age  his  truth  (hall  reign, 
ftor  children's  children  hope  in  vain. 

PSALM    CIIL     ir-7-     Firft  Part; 

Short  Metre. 

Prai/e  for  fpiritual  and  temporal  Mtrcia, 

Is  /"X  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  foul  ! 

Vy     Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  and  my  tongue  to  blcfs  his  napae* 

Wbofe  favours  are  divine, 


PSALM    CHI.  19^ 

2  O  blefs  the  Lord,  my  foal  ± 

Nor  let  his  mercies    lie 
Forgotten  m   unthankfulnefs, 
And   without  praifes  die. 
1  'Tis  he  forgives  thy  fios, 

•Tis  he  relieves  thy  pain,  _ 
'Tis  he  that  heals  thy  ikkceiles^ 

And  makes  thee  young  again. 
4  He  crowns   thy  life  with  love, 

When  ranforaM  from  the  grave  ;■ 
He  that  redeem'd  my  foul  from  hell 

Hath  fov'reign  pow'f  to  fave. 
c  He  fills  the  poor  with  gcod  ; 

He  gives  the  fuff'rers  reft  ; 
The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 

And  juitice  for  th'  oppreft. 
6  His  wend'rous  works  and  ways 

He  made  by  Mofes  known  -, 
But  feat  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

PSALM    GUI.    8 — iS.     Second  Part, 
Short  Metre, 

Abounding  companion  ef  God ;    or,  MfiUJf  & 
the  midfi  of  Judgment* 

1.  Tk  if  Y  foul  repeat  his  praife, 
JY1    Whofe  mercies  are  fo  great  % 

Whofe  anger  is- fo  flow  to  rife, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  God  will  not  al  ways  chide  ; 

And  when  his  firokes  are  felt,  _ 
His  ftrokes  are  fewer  than  our  crimes* 

And  lighter  than  our  guilt. 
I  High  as  the  heav'ns  are  rais'd 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 


200        PSALM    CIIL 

So-  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  higheft  thoughts  exceed. 

4  His  pow'r  fubdues  our  fins, 
And  his   forgiving  love 

Far  as  the  Eaft  is  from  tho  Weft, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

5  The   piir  of  the    Lord 

To  th     ■    -it  fsar  his  name, 

Is  fuch  as  tender  parents  feel  ; 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame. 

6  He  knows  we  are  but  duft, 
Scatter'd  with  ev'ry  breath  :. 

His  anger    like    a  rifing   wind. 
Can  lend  ui  fwift  to  death. 

7  Our  days  are  as  the  grafs, 
Or  like  the  morning  fiow'r  *r 

If  one  iharp  blafl  f  v?eep  o'er   the  field* 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

S  Fut  thy  companions,  Lord,. 

To  endlefs  years  endure  ; 
And  children's  children  ever  find 

Thy  words  of  promife  fure.  * 

PSALM    Cfll.     19—22.    Third  Part; 
Short  Metre. 

God's  univerfal  domhion  ;  or,  AhgeU  praife 
the  Lord. 

1  nr^HE  Lord,  the  fov'reign  King, 

X       Hath  fiYd  h's  throne  on  high  y 
(Ocr  all  the  heav'nly   world  he  rules, 
and  all  beneath  the  iky. 

a  Ye  angels,  great  in  might, 

And  fwift  to  do  his  will, 
pick  ye  the  Lord,  whofe  voice  you  hear^- 

Whofr  plcafurc  jq  fulfil 


PSALM    CIV.  201 


Let  the  bright  hofts  who   wait 

The  orders  of   their   King, 
ind  guard  his  churches  when  they  pray, 

join  in  the  praife  they  fing. 
L   While  all  his  wond'rous  works 
r  Through  his  vaft  kingdom  flww 
Their  Maker's  glory,  thou,  my  foul, 

Shall  fing  his  graces  too. 

PSALM     CIV. 
The  glory  c/God  in  creation  and  providence. 
i  Ti  >TY  foul,  thy  great  Creator  praife  ; 
j3yj_  When  cioath'd  in  his  celeaial  rays 
He  in  full  majeRy  appears, 
And  like  a  robe  his  glory  wears. 

Note,  This  pfalm  may  be  Jung  to  the  tune  of  the 
'     *ldii2tht  or   i2p!>  pfalm,  by  adding  tneje 

two  lines  to  every  ftanza,  viz, 

Great  is  the  Lord,  what  tongue  can  frame 

An  equal  honour  to  his  name  ? 
(Other-wife  itmufibefung  at  the  looihpfalm  > 

2  The  heav'ns  are  for  his  curtains  fpread, 
Th'  unfathom'd  deep  he  makes  his  bed, 
Clouds  are  his  chariot,  when  he  Hies 

'  On  winged  ftorms  a-crofs  the  foes. 

3  Angels,  whom  his  own  breath  infpires* 
His  minifters  are  flaming  fires  ; 

And  fwift  as  thought  their  armies  move,.. 
To  bear  his  vengeance  or  his  love. 

4  The  world's  foundations  by   his  hand 
Are  pois*d,  and  (hall  forever  ft  and  ; 
He  binds  the  ocean  in  his  chain, 

Ls3  it  foould  droiffn  the  world  again, 


&>a  S  A  L  M      CIV. 

5  Whcn«|T;£  was  covert   wrh  the  flood, 
Which:  high  sibove  the  cc-.ou stains  ftood, 
He  thundeiM,  and   the  ocean  ^ed, 
Confin'd  to  it's  appointed  bed. 

6  The  (welling  billows  know  their  bound, 
And  in  their  channels  walk  their  round; 
Yet  thence  convey'd   by  f«cret  veins, 
They  fpring  on  hills,  and  drench  the  plain 

7  He  bids  the  cryftal  fountains  flow; 
And  cheers  the  vallies  as  they  go, 
Tame  heifers  there  their  thirft  ailay, 
And  for  the  ftream  wild   affes  bray. 

8  From  pleafant  trees  which  ftade  tht  brink, 
The  lark  and  linnet  light  to  drink  : 
Their  fongs  the  lark  and  linnet  raife, 
And  chide  our  filence  in  his  praife 

Pause     I. 

9  God  from  his  cloudy  ciftern  pours 

On  the  parch'd  earth  enriching  ihow'rs  j 
The  Grove,  the  garden,  and  the  field, 
A  thoufand  joyful  blcflings  yield. 

i©  He  makes  the  gra/Ty  food  arife, 
And  gives  the  cattle  large  fupplies  ; 
With  herbs  for  man  of  various  pow'ry 
To  nourifh  nature,  or  to  cure. 

1 1  What  noble  fruit  the  vines  produce, 
The  olive  yields  a  noble  juice, 
Our  hearts  are  cheer'd   wi'.h  gen'rous  wine 
With  inward  joy  our  faces  ftune. 

1.2  O  blefs  his  name,  ye  Britons,  fed 
With  nature's  chief  fupporter,.  bread  : 
While  bread  your  vital  Hrength  imparts, 
Serve  him  with  vigor  in  your  hearts. 


P  9 ft  L  M      CIV.         2o? 

Pause     II. 

Behold  the    fiately  cedai    Hands, 
iais'J  in  the  fcreft  by  b'«-  fends  : 


Birds  to  the  boughs   for  (h^lrer  fly, 
And  build  their  aerts  fecure  on  high. 


To  craggy  hills  afcends  the  goat ; 
:iflf  And  at   the  airy  mountain's  foot 
The  feebler  creatures  make  their  celi  ; 
j  He  gives  them  wifdom  where  to  dwell. 

;  He  fets  the  fun  his  circling  race, 
Appoints  the  moon  to  change  her  face  • 
i  And  when  thick  dar.kceis  veils  the  day, 
I   Calls  out  wild  beads  to  hunt  their  prey. 

I;  6  Fierce  lions   lead  their  young  abroad, 
J    And  roaring,  aik  their  meat  from  God^ 
But  when  the  morning  beams  arife, 
The  favage  be.aft  to  covert  Sies, 

j  7  Then  man  to  -daily   labour  goes  s 
The  night  was  made  for  his  repofe  : 
Sleep  is  thy  gift,  that  fweet  relief 
From  tireiome  toil  and  wafting  grief. 

?|  How  ftrange  thy  works !  how  great  thy .fkil-3 ! 
And  ev'ry   land   thy  rich.es  fill  ; 
Thy  wifdom  round  the'world  we  fee, 
This  fpacious  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

29  Nor  lefs   thy  glories  hi  the  deep„ 
Where  fifh  in  millions  fwim  and  creep, 
With  wond*rous  motions  fwift  or  flow, 
Still  wand'ring  in  the  paths  below. 

20  There  .Chips  divide  their  wat'ry  way, 
And  flocks  of  fcaly   monfiers  play ; 
There  dwells  the  huge  Leviathan, 
And  foams  and  fports  in  (pile  of  €2as. 


2o4         PSALM     Cm 

Pause     III. 

21  Vaft  are  thy  works,  almighty  Lord, 
All  nature  reds  upon  thy    word, 
And  the  whoJe  race  of  creatures  ftand 
Waiting  their  portion  from  thy  hand. 

22  While  each  receives  his  difPrent  food, 
Their  chearful  looks  pronounce  it  good  i 
Eagles  and  bears,  and  whales  and  worms* 
Rejoice  and  praife  in  difTrent  forms. 

23  But  when  thy  face  is  hid,    they  mourn, 
And  dying  to  their  duft  return  ; 

Both  man  and  beaft  their  fouls  refign  ; 
Life,  breath  and  fpirit,  all  is  thine. 

2*4  Yet  thou  can*ft  breathe  on  duft  agairj, 
And  fill  fhe  world   with  beafts  and  men; 
A  word  of  thy  creating  breath 
Repairs  the  wafte  of  time  and  death. 

25  His  works,  the  wonders   of  his  might, 
Are  hoQour'd  with  his  own  delight : 
How  awful  are  his  glorious  ways ! 
The  Lord  is  tireadful  in  his  praife. 

;;6  The  earth  ftands  trembling  at  thy  ftroke, 
And  at  thy  touch  the  mountains  fmoke ; 
Yet  humble  fouls  may  fee  thy  face, 
And  tell  their  wants  of  fov'reign  grace. 

27  !n  thee  my  hopes  and  wifhes  meet, 
And  make  my  meditations  fweet ; 
Thy  praifes  (hall  my  breath  employ, 
'Till  it  expire  in  endlefs  joy, 

^8   While  haughty  finners  die  accurft, 
Their  glory   bury' J  with  the  duft, 
I  to  my  God,  my  heav'nly  King, 
Immortal  hallelujahs  img. 


PSAL  M    CV.  *o$- 

P  S  A  L  M     CV.     Abridged. 
;od's  condua  to  Ifraei,  and  the  piagueYof  Egypt. 
^  jVE  thanks  to  God,  invoke  his  name, 
f    (t   And  tell  the  world  his  grace  : 
Soand  thro'  the  earth  his  deeds  of  "fame, 
That  all  may  feek  his  face. 
,  His  cov'nant  which  he  kept  in  miad 
For  numerous  ages  paft,_ 
To  num'rous  ages  yet  behind, 
In  equal  force  mall  laft. 
\  He  iware  to  Abraham  and  his  fee6r 
?       And  made.the  bleffiag  fare  ; 

Gentiles  the  ancient  promife  read,  * 

And  find  his  truth  endure. 

«  Thy  feed  (hall  make  all  nations  bleft, 

(Said  the  almighty  voice)         .   § 
"Anil  Canaan's  land  mah  be  their  reft, 
<<  The  type  of  heav'nly  joys." 
T-  How  large  the  grant  !  how  rid*  the  -grace  I 
To  give  them  Canaan's  land, 
Whenthey  were  ftrangers  in  rlie  -place, 
A  little'feeble  band  ! 

6  Like  pilgrims  tW  the  countries  round, 

J  Securely  they  remov'd, 
And  haughty  kings  that  on  them  irown '% 
Severely  he  reprov'd. 

7  "  Touch  mine  anointed,  ar.dfmy  arm 

«  Shall  foon  revenge  the  wrong  ; 
«i  The  man  that  does  my  prophets  harm 
^hall  knovy  rheirGod  is  ftrong.'* 


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Then  let  th     yacrld  forbear  its  rage, 
Nor  p%£  ■       church  in  fear  \ 

Ifr'e5  mufi  li-vt  f£ro'  e^ry  age, 
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2o6  PSALM    CV. 

^P    A     U'S    E       I. 

9  When  Pfiaroah  dar'd  to  vex  the  faints, 
And  thus  prcvok:d  their  God  ; 
Mcfes  was  fent  at  their  complaints, 
Arm'd  with  his  dreadful  rod. 

io  He  call'd  for  darknefs  ;  darknefs  came. 

Like  an  o'erwhelmin  g  flood  ; 
He  turn'd  each  lake,  and  tv'ry  ftrea'm, 
To  lakes  and  ftreams  of  blood. 

II  He  gave  the  fign,  and  noifome  flies 
Thro'  the  whole  Cbimfry  fpread  ; 

And  frogs  in  croaking  armies  rife 
About  the  monarch's  bed. 

if  Thro'  fields  and  towns,  and  palaces, 
The  tenfold  vengeance  flew  ; 
Locufi.s  in  fwarms  devoured  their  trees, 
And' hail  their  cattle  flew  ; 

!-3  And  by  an  angel's  midnight  ftrcke 
The  flow'r  of  Egypt    dy:d  ; 
The  ftrength  of  ev  ry  houfe'was  broke, 
Their  glory  and  their  pride. 

I  .\  Nciv  let  the  necrli/  forbear  its  rage. 
Afar  put  the  church  in  f;ar  ; 
Ifr'el  TTtufi  live  tbrdugb  e*6*ry  age, 
And  be  th1  Almighty's  care. 

Pause     JL 

15  Thus  were  the  tribes  from  bondage  brOtf£tt 
And  left  the  hated  ground  ; 
Each  fome  Egyptian  (poils  had  get, 
And  not  one  feeble  found. 

j6  The  Lord  himfelf  chefe  ont  their  \vzvf 
And  mark'd  their  journies  ri^ht, 
Giv:-  them  a  leading  cloud  by  iiyt 
A  fiery  guide  by  night. 


PSALM    CVL         207 

.  They  third  .;  and  waters  from  the  rock. 
In  rich  abundance  flow, 
And  foli'wing  ftill  the  courfe  they  took, 
Ran  all  the  defart  through. 
l8  Q  wond'rous  ftream  !  O  bleffed  type  ! 
Of  ever-flowing  grace  ! 
So  Chrift  our  rock  maintains  our  me 
Thro'  all  this  witaerneis. 
10  Thus  guarded  by  tfi'  abnighty  hand, 
The  chofen  tribes  poiieft 
Canaan,  the  rich,  the  promts  d  land, 
And  there  enjoyed  -heir  rett. 
20  Then  let  the  world  forbear  its  rage, 
The  church  enounce  her  fear  ; 
Ifr'el  muft  Uve  thro'  e-vry -age, 
And  he  fP  ai<nigbty*>  care. 

PSALM     CVL      1—5-      ^rftTart. 
Praifi  to  God  ;  or,  Communion  nxithfalnlu 
1    rpO  God  the  great,  the  ever  bleft, 
X      Let  fangs  of  honour  be  addreft  j 
His  mercv  firm  for  ev#r  ftands  ;  ' 

Give  him  the  thanks  his  love  demand. 
i  Who  knows  the  wonders  of  thy  ways^  r 
Who  (hail  fulfil  thy  baundjefs  prane  - 
Bleft  are  the  fouls  that  fear  thee-uul, 
And  pay  their  duty  to  thy  will. 
3  Remember  what  thy  mercy  did 
For  Jacob's  race,  thy  chofen  f?ed  ; 
And  with  the  fame  fklvation  bieis^ 
The  meaneft  fuppliant  of  thy  grace. 

O  may  I  fee  fay  tribes  rej  ><ce,  ; 

And  aid  ?-ir  triumphs  with  my  voice  I 
This  is  my  glory,  Lord,  to  be 
Join'd  to  thy  faints,  and  near  to  Iftes, 


qo8  PSAL  M     CVL 

PSALM     CVI.     7,  8,  12—14.  43— 4$. 

Second  Part. 

Ifrael  punijbcd and  pardoned ;  or,  God's  uncbangt~\ 
able  lo-ve. 

1    y^t  OD  of  eternal  love, 

Vjf      How  fickle  are  our  ways  ! 
And  yet  how  oft  did  lfr*el  prove 
Thy  conftancy  of  grace  i 

They  Jaw  thy  wonders  wrought, 
And  then  thy  praife  they  fung  ; 

But  icon  thy  works  of  pow'r  forgot, 
And  murmur'd  with  their  tongne. 

*g  Now  they  believe  his  word, 

While  rocks  with  rivers  flow  ! 
New  with  their  lulls  provoke  the  Lord** 

And  he  redue'd  them  low. 
Yet  when  they  mourn'd  their  faults, 

He  hearken 7d  to  their  groans, 
Brought  his  own  covenant  to  his  thought^ 

And  call'd  them  ftil!  his  fons. 

5  Their  names  were  in  his  book> 

He  fav'd  them  from  their  foes  : 
Oft  he  chaflis'd,  but  ne'er  forfook 
The  people  that  he  chofe. 

6  Let  Jfr'el  blafs  the  Lord, 

Who  lov'd  their  ancient  race  j 
And  Ckrijlians  join  the  folerrm  word, 
Amen  to  all  the  praife. 

PSAL  M     CVII.      Firjl  Part. 

Ifrael  led  to  Canaan,  and  Chriftians  to  Heaw&. 

1    y*^<  1VE  thanks  to  God  ;  he  reigns  above  ; 
\JJ  Kind  are  his  thoughts,  his  name  is  love  : 
His  mercy  ages  paft  have  known, 
And  agtf;  long  to  come  iaall  owrr. 


PSALM     CVH.  ^09 


*  Let  the  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
The  wonders  of  his  grace  .record; 
Wei   the  nation  whom  he  chofe, 
And  refcu'd  from  their  mighty  foes." 

U  When  God's  almighty  arm  had  broke 

l  Their  fetters  and  th'  Egyptian  yoice, 
They  trac'd  the  defart  wand'rmg  round 
A  wild  and.  folitary  ground  ! 

4  There  they  could  find  no  leading  road, 
Nor  citv  for  a  fix'd  abode  ; 
Nor  food,  nor  fountain  to  aiTuags 
Their' burning  thirfl,  or  hunger's  rage,] 

r  In  their  diftrefs  to  God  they  cry'd  ; 
God  was  their  Saviour  and  their  guide  ; 
He  led  their  march  far  wand'rmg  round  j 
'Twas  the  right  path  to'  Canaan'*  ground. 

6  Thus  when  our  firft  releafe  we  gain 
From  fin's  old  yoke,  and  fatan's  chain,      - 
We  have  this  defart  world  to  pafs, 

A  dang'rous  and  a  tirefome  place. 

7  He  feeds  and  cloaths  us  all  the  way, 

'    He  guides  our  footfteps  left  we  ftray, 
He  guards  us  with  a  pow'rful  hand, 
And  brings  us  to  the  heav'nly  land. 
S  O  let  the  faints  with  joy  record 
The  truth  and  gcoJnefs  of  the  Lord  I 
How  great  his  works  1  how  kind  his  ways. 
Let  ev'ry  tongue  pronounce  his   praiie. 
P  S  A  L  M     CVII.     Second  Part. 
Ccrre&w  for  fin,  and  releafe  by  prayer. 
ROM  age  to  age  exalt  his  name, 
God  and  his  grace  are  itiU  the  fame 
He  fills  the  hungry  foul  with  food, 
And  feeds  the  poor  with  ev'ry  good. 


'F 


5    2 


iio  PSALM    CVlf. 


2  But  if  their  hearts  rebel  and  rife 
Againft  the  God  that  rules  the  fkies, 
IF  they  rejett  his  heav'nly  word, 
And  flight  the  counfels  of  the  Lord  ; 

3  He'll  bring  their  fpirits  to  the  ground. 
And  no  cLHv'rer  (hall  be  found  ; 
Laden  with  p;rief  they  wafte  their  breath 
In  darknefs  and  the  (hades  of  death. 

4  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cries> 
He  makes  the  dawning  light  arife, 
And  fcafters  all  the  difmal  (hade 
That  hung  Co  heavy  round  their  head. 

5  He  cuts  the  bars  of  iron  in  two, 

And  lets  the  fmiling  prii'ners  through 
Takes  off  the  load  of  gailt  and  grief, 
And  gives  the  lab'ring  foul  relief. 

4  O  may  the  fons  #f  men  reeord 
The  wond'rous  goodnefi  of  the  Lord  ! 
JI.)\v  great  his  works  !  how  kind  his  ways  f 
Let^v'ry  tongue  pronounce  his  praife. 

P   S   A   L  M     CV1L      Third  Part. 

Intemperance  pumped  and  pardoned  ;  or,  A  pfalm 

for  the  glutton  and  the  drunkard. 
I    T  7~ATN  man  on  fooliih  pleafures  bent,  ' 
V      Prepares  for  his  own  punifhment  ; 
What  pains,  what  loathfome  maladies 
From  luxury  and  iul't  arife  ! 

Z  The  drunkard  feels  his  vitals  wafte  ; 
Yet  drowns  his  health  tq  pleafe  his  taile  : 
Till  all  his  aclive  pow'rs  are  loft, 
And  fainting  life  draws  near  the  duft. 

3  7M,.e  glutton  groans,  and  loaths  to  eat, 
His  foul  ab'vors  delicious  meat  ; 
l\'.>"we  vvfrh  heavy  toads  onpreil, 
Would  yield  to  dtatii  to  bs  refcas'd* 


PSAL  M    CYII.  211 

a  Then  how  the  frighted  finners  fly 
*  To  God  for  help  with  earned  cry  ! 

He  hears  their  groans,  prolongs  their  breathv 
And  laves  them  from  approaching  death. 
?  No  med'cines  could  efred  the  cure 
So  quick,  fo  eafy,  or  fo  fure  : 
The  deadly  fentence  God  repeals, 
He  fends  his  fov'reign  word  and  heals* 

6  O  may  the  fons  of  men  record 

The  wond'rous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord..* 
And  let  their  thankful  off'rings  prove 
How  they  adore  their  Maker's  love. 

PSALM    CVII.   Fourth  Part.    Long  Metre. 

Deliverance  from  farms  and  Jbipnxreck  ;  or,  The 

feamaii  s  fong. 
1    t  T70ULD  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 
W     His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad. 
Go  with  the  mariners  and  trace 
The  unknown  regions  of  the  feas. 
Z  They  leave  their  native  Ihores  behind, 
And'  feize  the  favour  of  the  wind  ; 
'Till  God  commands,  and  tempeits  rile, 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  Ikies. 
*  Now  to  the  heav'ns  they  mount  amain, 
Now  fink  to  dreadful  deeps  again  ; 
What  ftrange  affrights  young  fairors  ieel, 
And  like  a  flagging  drunkard  reel  1 
a  When  land  is  far,  and  death  is  nigh, 
Loft  to  all  hope,  to  God  they  cry  : 
His  mere    bears  their  loud  addrels, 
And  fends  falvation  in  diftrefs. 
5  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  afiuagey. 
The  furious  waves  forget  their  rage  1 
'Tis  calm  ;  and  fail  ors  fmile  to  fee 
The  haven  where  they  wifh'd  to  b«v 


212  PSALM     CVII. 

O  may  -he  fons  of  men  record 
^he  w  )nd'rous  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
Let  t" .era  their  private  offerings  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  ling. 

PSALM      CVII.      Fourth  Far\ 
Common  Metre. 
The  mariner  s  pjalm. 

1  r  |  VHY  works  of  glory,   mighty  Lord, 

£        Thy  wonders  in  the  deeps, 
The  fons  of  courage  (hall  record, 
Who  trade  in  floating  mips. 

2  At  thy  command  the  winds  ante, 

And  fwell  the  tow'ring  waves  ; 
The  men  aitonim'd  mount  the  Ikies, 
And  fink:  in  gaping  graves. 

[3  Again  they  climb  the  watery  hills, 
And  plunge  in  deeps  again  : 
Each  like  a  tott'ring  drunkard  reels, 
And  finds  his  courage  vain. 

4  Frighted  to  hear  the  tempeft  roar, 

They  pant  with  flutt'ring  breath  ; 
And  hopelefs  of  the  diftant  more, 
Expeft  immediate  death.] 

5  Then  to  the  Lord  they  raife  their  cries  ; 

He  hears  the  loud  requeft, 
And  orders  filence  through  the  fkies, 
And  lays  the  floods  to  reft. 

6  Sailors  rejoice  to  lofe  their  fears, 

And  fee  the  ftorm  allay 'd  .* 
Now  to  their  eyes  the  port  appears ; 
There  let  their  vows  be  paid. 

7  'Tis  God  that  brings  them  fafe  to  land  ; 

Let  ftupid  mortals  know, 
That  waves  are  under  his  command, 
Aad  all  the  winds  that  blovv. 


PS  A  L  M    CVIL  2i3 

it  O  that  the  fons  of  men  would  praiie 
The  goodnefs  of  the  Lord  ! 
And  thofe  that  lee  thy  wond'rous  ways 
Thy  wond'rous  love  record  ! 
P  S  A  L  !vi     CVII.     haft  Part. 

Colonies  planted  ;   or,  Nations  hleft  and* punijJSed* 
A  pfalm  for  New-England. 

1  tl  7HSN  God,  provok'd  with  daring  crimes., 
\  V    Scourges  thie  madnefs  ef  the  time*, 
He  turns  their  fields  to  barren  fand, 

Aud  dries  the  rivers  from  the  land: 

2  His  word  can  raife  the  fprings  again, 
And  make  the  withered  mountains  green, 
Send  movv'ry  bleffing's  from  the  ikies, 
And  harvefts  in  the  defart  rife. 

[3  Where  nothing  dwelt  but  beafh  of  prey, 
Or  men  as  fierce  and  wild  as  they, 
He  bids  th'  opprefr*and  poor  repair, 
And  builds  them  towns  and  cities  there. 

4.  They  fow  the  fields,  and  trees  they  plant, 
Whofe  yearly  fruit  Supplies  their  want  : 
Their  race  grows  up  from  fruitful  flocks, 
Their  wealth  increafes  with  their  flocks. 

5  Thus  they  are  bleft  ;  but  if  they  fin, 
He  lets  the  heathen  nations  in  ; 

A  favage  crew  invades  their  lands, 
Thei*  princes  die  by  barb'rous  hands, 

6  Their  captive  fons,  expos'd  to  fcorn, 

Wander  unpity'd  and  forlorn  : 
The  country  lies  unfene'd,  untill'd, 
And  defolation  fpreads   the  field. 

7  Yet  if  the  humble  nation  mourns, 
Again  his  dreadful  hand  he  turns  ; 
Again  he  makes  their  cities  thrive, 
And  bids  the  dying  churches  live.] 


214.  PSALM      CIX. 

S  The  righteous  with  a  joyful  fenfe 
Admire  the  works  of  providence  ; 
Arrd  tongues  of  arheifts  fnall  no  more 
Blafpheme  the  God  that  faints  adore. 

9  How  few  with  pious  care  record 

Thefe  wond'rous  dealings  of  the  Lord  ! 
But  wife  obfcrvers  Itill  mall  find 
The  Lord  is  holy,  juft  and  kind. 

PSALM     CIX.  v.  i—5,  31. 

Love  to  enemies  /rem  the   example  of  ChriS 

1  /"i  OD  of  my  mercy  and  my  praife, 
^      Thy  glory  is  my  fong  j 
Tho'  finners  fpeak  againfl  thy  grace 

With  a  blafpheming  tongue. 

2  When  in  the  form  of  mortal  man 

Thy  Son  on  earth  was  found, 

With  cruei  flanders  falfe  and  vain 

They  compafs'd  him  around. 

3  Their  missies  his  compaflion  move, 

Their  peace  he  flill  purfu'd  ; 
They  render  hatred  for  his  love, 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4  Their  malice  rag'd  without  a  caufe  ; 

Yet,  with  his  dying  breath, 
Tie  pray'd  for  murd'rers  on  his  crofs, 
And  bleil  his  foes  in  death. 

5  Lord,  Ihall  thy  bright  example  mine 

In  vain  before  my  eyes  i 
Give  me  a  foul  a-kin  to  thine, 
To  love  my  enemies. 

6  The  Lord  mail  on  my  fide  engage, 

And  in  my  Saviour's  name, 
I  (hall  defeat  their  pride  and  rage, 
Who  ilander  and  condemn. 


PSALM    CX.  SL15 

PSALM     CX.     Firji  Part.    Long  Metre, 

Chrift  exalted,  and  multitudes  converted ;  or,  The 
fucce/s  of  the  go/pel. 

1   /"  I'^HUS  the  eternal  Father  fpake 

X      To  Chrift  the  Son  ;  "  Afcend  and  fit 
*'  At  my  right-hand,  'till  I  mall  make 
"  Thy  foes  fubmiffive  at  thy  feet. 

3  "  From  Zion  mall  thy  word  proceed, 
"  Thy  word,  the  fcepter  in  thy  hand, 
"  Shall  make  the  hearts  of  rebels  bleed,. 
"  And  bow  their  wills  to  thy  command. 

3  "  That  day  mail  mew  thy  pow'r  is  great, 

"  When  faints  mall  flock  with  willing  njinds? 
U  And  tinners  croud  thy  temple  gate, 
•■  Where  holinefsin  beauty  mines." 

4  O  bleffed  pow'r  !  O  glorious  day  ! 
What  a  Jarge  vicl'ry  mall  enfue  ! 
And  converts,  who  thy  grace  obey, 
Exceed  the  drops  of  morning  dew, 

PSALM     CX.     Second  Part.    Long  Metre. 
The  kingdom  and  priejihiod  of  Chrift. 

1  'TT^HUS  the  great  Lord  of  earth  and  fea 

J^      Spake  to  his  Son,  and  thus  he  fwore  ; 
6i  Eternal  mall  thy  prieilhooc  be, 
"  And  change  from  hand  to  hand  no  more* 

2  "  Aaron  and  all  his  Tons  mad  die  : 
"  But-everlafting  life  is  thine, 

"  To  fave  for  ever  thofe  that  fly 
"  For  refuge  from  the  wrath  divine. 

j  li  By  me  Meichifedek  was  made 

"  On  earth  a  king  and  pried  at  once  ; 

41  Aud  thou,  my heav'nly  Prieir,  {halt  plead  j 

**  And  tkou,  »y  King,  iha}i  rule  my  ions.** 


2i6  PSALM    CX. 

4  Jefus  the  Prieft  a&ends  his  throne, 
While  counfels  of  eternal  peace, 
Between  the  Father  and  the  Son, 
Proceed  with  honour  and  fuccefs. 

5  Thro'  the  whole  earth  his  reign  (hall  fpread, 
And  crulh  the  pow'rs  that  dare  rebel  : 
Then  (hall  he  judge  the  riling  dead, 

And  fend  the  guiiry  world  to  hell. 

£>  Tho'  while  he  treads  his  glorious  way, 
He  drinks  the  cup  of  tears  and  blood, 
The  fufPrings  of  that  dreadful  day, 
Shall  but  advance  him  near  to  God. 

PSALM     CX.     Common  Metre. 

Chriil's  kingdom  and  Priejibcod, 

I    TESUS,  our  Lord,  afcend  thy  throne, 
J    And  near  thy  Father  iit  ; 
In  Zion  lhall  thy  pow'r  be  known, 
And  make  thy  foes  fubmit. 

■2    What  wonders  fhall  thy  gofpel  do  ! 
Thy  converts  fnall  furpafs 
The  num'rous  drops  of  morning  dew, 
And  own  thy  iov'reign  grace. 
g  God  hath  pronoune'd  a  firm  decree, 
Noi  changes  what  he  fwore  ; 
"  Eternal  mall  thy  priefthood  be, 
."  When  Aaron  is  no  more. 
4  "  Milchi/edeky  that  wondVous  pric$,  * 
•■   That  King  of  high  degree, 
fi  That  holy  man,  who  Jbr'han-hhft, 
"  Was  but  a  type  of  thee." 

c    Jefus  our  pried'  for  ever  lives 
To  plead  for  us  above  ; 
Jefus  our  Kirtg  for  ever  gives 
The  bkfiings  of  his  love. 


PSALM    CXI.  2  ig 

Godthall  exalthis  glorious  head, 

And  his  high.throte  maintain, 
Shall  itrike  the  pow'rs  and  princes  dead 

Who  date  oppofe  his  reign. 

P  S  A  L  M     CXI.     Firjl    Part. 
The  Wifdvm  of God  ^in  his  --works. 
2   O  ONGS  of  immortal  praife  belong 
j^     To  my  almighty  God  ; 
He  has  my  heart,  and  he  my  tongue. 
To  fpread  his  name  abroad. 

2  How  gjfeat  the  works  his  hand  has    wrought! 

How  glorious  in  oar  fight, 
And  men  in  every  age  have  fought 
His  wonders  with  delight. 

3  How  moft  exsft  is  nature's  frame  * 

How  wife  th'  eternal  mind  \ 
"His  counfels  never  change  the  fchetne 
That  his  firil  thoughts  deiign^., 

$,  When  he  redeem'd  his  chofen  fons» 
He  iix'd  his  cov'na^t  fure  : 
The  orders  that  his  lips  pronounce. 
To  endlefs  years  endure. 

$  Nature  and  time,  and  earth  and  feies,_ 

Thy  heav'nly  flcili  procfeirn  i 

What  mall  we  do  to  make  us  wife, 

But  learn  to  read  thy  name  r" 

6>  To  fear  thy  pow'r,  to  truft  thy  grace, 
Is  our  divineft  ikUl  ; 
And  he's  the  wifeit  of  onr  race 
That:  bed  obeys  thy  will. 

PSALM     CXI.     Second  fart, 
The   perfeSiwns  of  God* 
.1  >ORE AT  is  the  Lord  :  his  works  of  mi^Kt 
^*F     Demand  our  nobieft  fongs  l 


£i8  PSALM    CXII. 

Let  his  affembled  faints  unite    ,     , 
Their  harmony  of  tongues. 

2  Great  is  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

He  gives  his  children  food  ; 

And  ever  mindful  of  his  word, 

He  m^kes  his  promife  good. 

3  His  Son  the  great  Redeemer,  came 

To  feal  his  gov 'nan  t  fure  : 

Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name, 

His  ways  are  juft  and  pure. 

ft  They  that  would  grow  divinely  wite,. 
Mil  ft  widi  his  fear  begin  ; 
Our  faireft  proof  of  knowledge  I'm 
In  hating  ev'ry  fin. 

PSALM     CXIL     As  the  1 13th  Bfalii*, 

The  llrjjings  of  the  liberal  man. 

1  fT"*-HAT  man  is  bleft  who  (lands  in  av/c 

J,      Of  God,  and  loves  his  faaed  law  ; 

His  feed  on  earth   fhall  be  renown'd  j 
His  houfe  the  feat  of  wealth  lhall  be. 
An  inexhaufted  treafury, 

Aed  wirh  fuccelTive  honours  crown'd. 

2  His  lib'ral  favours  he  extends, 

To  fome  he  gives,  to  others  lends  : 

A  gen'rous.pity  fills  his  mind  : 
Yet  what  his  charity  impairs, 
He  faves  by  prudence  in  affairs, 
And  thus  he's  juft  to  all  mankind. 

3  His  hands,  while  (hey  his  alms  beftow'd, 
•  His  glory's  future  harveft  fow'd  ; 

The  fweet  remembrance  of  the  juft, 
Like  a  green  root  revives  and  bears 
A  train  o£Meffings  for  his  heirs, 

When  dying  na&K3  fleeps  in  duflL 


PSALM    CXI!.         219 

4  Befet  with  threat'ning  dangers  round, 
Unraov'd  {hall  he  maintain  his  ground, 
His  confcience  holds  his  courage  up   ; 
The  foul  that's  fill:d  with  virtue's  light, 
Chines  brighteft  in  afflictions  night, 
And  fees  in  darknefs  beams  of  hope. 

Pause. 

[5  III  tidings  never  can  furprife, 
The  heart  that  fix'd  on  God  relies, 

Tho'  waves  and  tern  pells  roar  around  : 
Safe  on  the  rock  he  fits,  and  fees 
The  fhipwreck  of  his  enemies, 

And  all  their  hope  and  glory  drown'd. 

6  The  wicked  fhall  his  triumph  fee, 
And  gnafh  their  teeth  in  agony, 

To  find  their  expectations  croft  ; 
They  and  their  envy,  pride  and  fpise, 
Sink  down  to  everlailing  night, 
And  all  their  names  in  darknefs  loll.] 

PSALM     CXIL     Long  Metre. 

The  blejjtngs  of  the  pious  and  charitable. 
fipHRICE  happy  man  who  fears  the  Lord, 
J[      Loves  his  commands, and  trulls  his  word  \ 
Honour  and  peace  his  days  attend, 
And  bleffings  xo  his  feed  defeend, 

2  Companion  dwells  upon  his  mind, 
To  works  of  mercy  .ftill  indin'd  : 
He  lends  the  poor  fome  prefent  aid^ 
Or  gives  them,  not  to  be  repaid. 

3  When  times  grow  dark,  and  tidings  ipiisd 
That  fill  his  neighbours  round  with  dread, 
His  heart  is  arm'd  againft  the  fear, 

For  God  with  .all  his  pow'r  is  there. 

4  His  foul  well-fix'd  upon  the  Lord, 
Draws  heav'nly  courage  from  his  w.Qid  1 


^o         ?SAL  M    CXII, 

Amidit  the  darkfiefs,  light  (hall  rife, 
■To  cheer  hi,  heart  and  blefs  his  eyes* 
5  He  fcath  difpew'd  his  alms  abroad, 
His  work,  are  Rill  before  his  God : 
His  name  on' earth  /hall  long  remain, 
While  envious  finnersfret  in  vain. 

?SALM    CXIL     Common  Metre. 
liberality  rewarded. 

And  follows  his  commands, 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 
Or  gives  with  lib'ral  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breatf 

To  all  the  fons  of  need  ; 
Sc  God  ftall  anfwer  his  requefl 
With  bleffings  on  his  feed. 

3  No  evil  tidings  mall  furprife 

His  well  eftabliih'J  mind  ; 

His  foul  to  God  his  Refuge  Ales, 

And  leaves  his  fears  behind. 

4  In  times  of  general  diRrefs 

Some  beams  of  light  (hall  mine, 
To  /hew  the  world  his  righteoufnefs, 
And  give  him  peace  divine. 

5  His  works  of  piety  and  love 

Remain  before  the  Lord  ; 
Honour  on  earth,  and  joys  above, 
Shall  be  his  fure  reward. 

PSALM     CXIII.     Proper  Tune. 

The  majejly  and  condefcention  of  God. 

I  VE  that  delight  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
The  honours  of  his  name  record, 
Ijii  facred  name  for  ever  bleJs  : 


PSALM    CXI1L         22 1 

Where  e'er  the  circling  fun  difplays 
His  rifing  beams,  or  ietting  rays, 
Let  lands  and  feas  his  povv'r  confefs. 

2  Not  time  nor  nature's  narrow  rounds, 
Can  give  his  v;i(r.  dominion  bounds  ; 

The  heav'ns  are  far  below  his  height  i 
Let  no  created  grea  tnefs  dare 
With  cur  eternal  God  compare, 

Arm'd  with  his  uncreated  might. 

3  He  bows  his  glorious  head  to  view 
What  the  bright  holts  of  zn.gds  do. 

And  bends  his  care  to  mortal  things  j 
His  fov'reign  hand  exalts  the  psipr, 
He  takes  the  needy  from  the  door* 

And  makes  them  company  for  kings, 

4  .When  child  lefs  families  defpair, 
He  fends  the  bleSng  of  an  heir, 

To  refcue  their  expiring  name  ; 
The  mother  with  a  thankful  voice 
Proclaims  his  praifes  and  her  joys  3 

Let  ev'ry  age  advance  his  fame. 

PSALM     CXIH.     Long  Metre* . 

God  favor  eign  and  gracious* 

3  A/E  fervants  of  th'  almighty  King, 

*     In  ev^ry  age  his  praifes  ting  : 

Where-e'er  the  fun  mall  rife  or  fee, 

The  nations  mall  his  praife  repeat. 

2  Above  the  earth,  beyond  the  fey, 
Stands  his  high  throne  of  m.ajeily  .5 
Nor  time,  nor  place  his  pow'r  re&ra'irfy 
Nor  bound  his  univerfal  reign. 

3  Which  of  the  fons  of  Adapt  dare, 

Or  angels  with  their  God  compare'  t 
His  glories  how  divinely  briehr, 
Wha  dwells  in  uncreated  light-  i 
T  * 


Hi  PSALM    CXlYv 

A  Behold  his  love  j  he  (loops  to  view 
What  faints  above  a*d  angels  do  ; 
And  condescends  yet  more  to  know 
The  mean  affairs  of  men  below. 

5  From  dufl  and  cottages  obfeure, 
His  grace  exalts  the  humble  poor  ; 
Gives  them  the  honour  of  his  fons, 
And  fits  them  for  his  heav'nly  thrones.- 

{6   A  word  of  his  creating  voice 
Can  make  the  barren  houfe  rejoice  : 
Vho*  Sarah's  einety  years  were  pall, 
The  promis'd  feed  is  born  at  laft. 

J  With  joy  the  mother  views  her  fon, 
And  tells  the  wcriders  God  has  done  : 
Faith  may  grow  ftrong  when  fenfe  defpair?  j 
if  nature  fails,  the  promifc  bears.] 

psalm   exit: 

Miracles  attending  Israel's  journey. 

}  I    1T7HEN  1/r'el  freed  from  Pharoahh  hand, 
W       Left  the  proud  tyrant  and  his  land, 
The  tribes  wi^h  cheerful  homage  own 
Their  King>  and  Judab  was  his  throne. 

t  A-crofs  the  deep  their  journey  lay  ; 
The  deep  divides  to  make  them  way  : 
Jordan  beheld  their  march i  ~nd  fled 
With  backward  current  to  his  head. 

.3  The  mountains  (hook  like  frighted  fheep, 
Like  lambs  the  little  hillocks  leep  : 
Not  Sinai  on  her  bafe  Could  (land, 
Confcious  of  fov'reign  pow'r  at  hand. 

What  pow'r  could  make  the  deep  divide  I 
Make  Jordan  backward  roll  his  tide  i 
x^hv  did  ve  feflpi  ve  little  bills  f 
Aud  vhtpjj?  the  friche  that  Smai  feels  .* 


PSALM    CXV.  22$ 

5  Let  ev'ry  mountain,,  ev'ry  flood, 
Retire  and  know  th'  approaching  God, 
The  King  of  Ifr'el ',  fee  him  here  ; 
Tremble  thou  earth,  adore  and  fear. 

6  He  thunders,  and  all  nature  mourns  ; 
The  rock  to  Handing  pools  he  turns  ; 
Flints  fpring  with  fountains  at  his  word, 
And  ires  and  feas  confefs  the  Lord. 

PSALM     CXV.     Firft  Metre. 

The  true  God  our  Refuge  ;  or,  Idolatry  reprcrwi*. 

1  ^T  OT  to  ourfelves,  who  are  but  duft, 

|/N|    Not  to  ourfelves  is  glory  due, 
Eternal  God,  thou  only  juft, 
Thou  only  gracious,  wife  and  true. 

2  Shine  forth  in  all  thy  dreadful  name  : 
Why  ihould  a  heathen's  haughty  tongue 
Infult  us,  and  to  raife  our  fhame, 

Say,  Wherfs  the  God  you've  fertfd fo  long  ? 

3  The  God  we  ferve  maintains  his  throng 
Above  the  clouds,  beyond  the  ikies, 
Thro'  all  the  earth  his  wilt  is  done, 

He  knows  our  groans,  he  hears  our  criefc, 

4  But  the  vain  idols  they  adore 

Are  fenfelefs  ihipes  of  Hone  and  wood  ; 
At  beft  a  mafs  of  glitt'ring  ore, 
A  filver  faint,  or  golden  god. 

[>  With  eyes  and  ears  they  carve  their  head  j 
Deaf  are  their  ears,,  their  eyes  are  blind  5 
In  vain  are  coftly  offerings  made, 
And  vows  are  fcatter'd  in  the  wind. 

6  Their  feet  were  never  mace  to  mover 
Nor  hands  to  fave  when  mortals  prays 
Mortals  that  pay -them  fear  or  love, 
Seem  to  be  blind  and  deaf  a&  they. J 


224  PSALM    CXV, 

7  O  I/r'el,  make  the  Lord  thy  hope, 
Thy  Help,  thy  Refuge,  *nd  thy  Reft  ; 
The  Lord  fhail  build  thy  ruins  up, 
And  biefs  the  people  and  the  prieft. 

S  The  dead  no  more  can  fpeak  thy  praife, 
They  dwell  in  filence  in  the  grave  ; 
But  we  mall  live  to  fing  thy  grace, 
And  tell  the  world  thy  pow'r  to  fave. 

PSALM     CXV.     Second     Metre. 

As  the  new  tune  of  the  50th  Pfalm. 

Popijh  Idolatry  reproved. 

A  Pfalm  for  the  5  th  of  November. 

1  l^T^T1  to  our  names,  thou  only  juft  and  true, 
jT^j    Not  to  our  worthlefs  names  is  glory  due : 

Thy  pow'r  and  grace, thy  truth  and  juftice   claim 
Immortal  honours  to  thy  fov'reign  name. 
Shine  throMie  earth  from  heav'n  thy  bleft  abode, 
Nor  let  the  heathens  fay,  And  where 's jour  God. 

2  .Heav'n  is  thine  higher  court :  there  ftands  thy 

throne, 
And  thro'  the  lower  worlds    thy  will    is  done  ; 
Our  God  fram'd    all  this  earth,   thefe   heav'ns 

he  fpread, 
But  fools  adore  the  gods  theirhands  have  made; 
The  kneeling  croud  with  looks  devout    behold 
Their  filver  faviours,  and  their  faints  of  gold. 

[3  Vain  are  thofe  artful  fhapesof  eyes  and  ears; 
The  molten  image  neither  fees  nor  hears  ; 
Their  hands  are  helplefs,nor  their  fe?t  can  move, 
They  have  no  fpeech,  nor  rhought,   nor  pow'r, 

nor  love  ; 
Yet  foolim  mortals  make  their  lon^  complaints 
To  their  deaf  idols,  and  their  toovelefs  faints. 

4  The  rich  have  flatues  well  adorn'd  with  goM; 
Tte  poor  content  with  gods  of  cdarfer  mould, 


PSAL  M    CXVL  2?$ 

With  tools  of  iron  carve  the  fenfelefs  ftock 
Lope  from  a  tree,  or  broken  from  a  rock  .• 
People  and  prieft  drive  on  the  folemn  trade, 
And  truft  the  gods  thatfaws  and  hammers  made.] 

5  Be  heav'n  and  earth  amaz'd  !  'tis  hard  to  fay, 
Which  is  more  flupid,  or  their  gods,  or  they. 

0  Ifrel  truft  the  Lord  j  he  hears  and  (tesf 

He  knows  thy  forrows,  and  reftores  thy  peace  : 
His  worfhip  does  a  thoufand  comforts  yield  ; 
He  is  thy  help,  and  he  thine  heav'nly  fhield. 

€  O  Britain,  truft  tha  Lord  ;  thy  foes  in  vain, 
Attempt  thy  ruin,  and  oppole  thy  reign  ; 
Had  they  prevail'd,darknefs  had  clos'd  oar  days, 
And  death  and  filence  had  forbid  his  praife  : 
But  we  are  fav'd,  and  live  ;  let  fongs  arife, 
And  Britain  blefs  the  God  that  built  the  ikies. 

PSALM    CXVL     FkJI  Part. 

Recovery  from  ficknefs. 

1  T  LOVE  the  Lord  ;  he  heard  my  cries, 
i     And  pity'd  ev'ry  groan  : 

Long  as  I  live,  when  troubles  rife 
I'll  haftea  to  his  throne. 

2  I  love  the  Lord  :  he  bow'd  his  ear, 

And  chas'd  my  griefs  away  : 
O  let  my  heart  no  more  defpair. 
While  1  have  breath  to  pray  f 

3  My  flefli  declined,  my  fpirits  fell, 

And  f  drew  near  the  dead, 
While  inward  pangs  and  fears  of  hell 
Perplex'd  my  wakeful  head. 

4  "  My  God,  I  cry'd,  thy  fervant  fave, 

"  Thou  ever  good  and  juft  ; 
"  Thy  pow'r  can  refcue  from  the  graven, 
*«  ThypoVr  is  all'  my  traft." 


zi6         PSALM    CXVI. 

5  The  Lord  beheld  rae    fore  diftreft, 

He  bid  ray  pains  remove  : 
Retarn,  my  fool,  to  God  thy  Reft, 
For  thou  hail  known  his  love. 

6  My  God  hftth  fav'd  my  foul  from  deatfc, 

And  dry'd  my  falling  tears  :  ' 
-Now  to  his  praifc  Pf  ipend  my  breath, 
And  my  remaining  years. 

PSALM  CXVf.  ier.   12,  Sec.  Second  Part, 

Vows  made  in  trouble  paid  in  the  church    :     or 
Public  thanks  for  private  deliverance. 

1  \  X  7HAT  Biall     render  to  my  God 

VV     ?or  all  his  kindnefs  mown  ? 
Mv'  feet  tha'l  vifit  chine  abode, 
My  fongs  addrefs  thy  throne. 

2  Among  the  faints  that  fill  thine  houfe 

My  cfPrings  fhsll  be  paid  ; 
There  fnall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 
My  foul  in  anguiih  made. 

3  How  much  is  mercy  thy  delight, 

Thou  ever-bleffed  God  ! 
How  dear  thy  fervants  in  thy  fight  ! 
How  precious  is  their  blood  ? 

4  How  happy  all  thy  fervants  are  ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life  which  thou  haft  made  thy  aare, 
Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine, 

Nor   fhall  my  purpofe  move  : 
Thy  hand  hath  loos'd  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

6  Here  in  thy  courts  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace,  record  j 


' 


P  S  A  L  M    CXVIL         227 

Witnefs,  ,ye  faints,  who  hear  rne  now, 
If  I  forfake  the  Lord. 

PSALM     CXVIL     Common  Metre. 
Praife  to  God  from  all  nations. 
*  /~\  ALL  ye  nations  praife  the  Lord* 
V_/     Each  with  a  difPrent  tongue  ; 
In  every  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  his  name  be  fung. 

2  His  mercy  reigns  thr&tgh  ev'rj  land  ; 
Proclaim  his  grace  abroad  ; 
For  ever  fir»  his  truth  fhall  ftand  ; 
Praife  ye  the  faithful  Gfd. 

PSAXM     CXVIL     lutng   Metre, 

1  T7IROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  fkies, 
J7      Let  the  Creator's  ptaife  arife   ; 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  fung 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends    thy  word  ; 

Thy  praife  fhall  found  from  more    to   &07%> 
'Till  fun  fhall  rife  and  fet  no  more. 

PSALM    CXVIL     Short  Metre. 

1   f  I'^HY  name,  almighty  Lord, 

Shall  found  thro*  diftant  lands  ; 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  fure  thy  word  : 
Thy  truth  forever  ftands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honour  fpread, 
And  long  thy  praife  endure, 
'Till  morning-light  and  ev'ning  fhade 
%  Shall  be  exchang'd  no  more. 

P  S  A  L  M    CXVin.  Firjl  Part.  S—15,: 
Deliverance  from  a  Tumylf. 
i  ^T^HE  Lord  appears  ray  Helper  no\v? 
j^     Nor  is  my  faith  afraid 


a  28      PSALM     CXVIH. 

What  all  the  Cons  of  earth  can  do, 
Siace  heav'n  affords  its  aid. 

2  'Tis  fafer,  Lord,  to  hope  in  th«e, 

And  have  my  God  my  Friend, 
Than  truft  in  men  of  high  degree, 
And  on  their  truth  depend. 

3  Like  bees,  my  foes  befet  me  round, 

A  large  and  angry  fwarm  ; 
But  1  mall  all  their  rage  confound, 
By  thine  almighty  arm. 

4  *  Yls  through  the  Lord  my  heart  is  ftrong. 

In  him  my  lips  rejoice  j 
While  his  falvation  is  my  fong, 
How  cheerful  is  my  voice  ! 

5  Like  angry  bees  they  girt  me  round  ; 

When  God  appears,  they  fly  : 
So  burning  them*  with  crackling  found 
Make  a  fierce  blaze,  and  die. 

6  Joy  to  the  faints  and  peace  belongs  ; 

The  Lord  protects  their  ways : 
Let  Ifr'el  tune  immortal   fongs 
To  his  almighty  grace. 

PSALM     CXViri.  Second  Part.   17—21, 

Public  praifefor  deliverance  from  death. 

I    1*     ORP,  thou  haft  heard  thy  fervant  cry, 
I    J   And  refcu'd  from  the  grave  : 
Now  (hall  he  live  ;  (and  none  can  die, 
If  God  refolve  to  fave.) 

z  Thy  praile  more  conftant  than  before, 
Shall  fill  his  daily  breath  ; 
Thv  hand  that  hath  shaftis'd  him  fore; 
Defends  him  ftill  from  death. 

£  Open  the  gafes  of  Zisn  now, 
For  we  mall  worftiip  tfcere, 


PSALM     CXVIH.        229 

The  houfe  where  all  the  righteous  go# 

thy  mercy  to  declare: 
Among  th'  afiemblies  of  thy  faints 

out  thankful  voice  we  raife; 
There  we  have  told  thee  our  complaints, 

and  there  we  fpeak  thy  praife. 

PSALM    CXVI1I.    22,  23.  Third  Part, 
Chriil  the  Foundation  of  the  Church. 

BEEIQLD  the  fure  found ation-ftone 
which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heav'nly  hopes  upon, 
and  his  eternal  praife. 

Chofen  of  God,    to  finners  dear, 

and  faints  adore  his-  name  ; 
They  truft  their  whole  falvation  here, 

nor  ihall  they  fufTer   fhaine. 

3  The  fooliih  builders,  fcribe  and  prieft, 

reject  it  with  difdain  ; 
Yet  on  this  Rock  the  church  {hall  reft, 
and  envy  rage  in  vain, 

4  What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withdood, 

yet  mult  this  building  rife  : 
'Tis  thy  own  work,  almighty  God, 
and  wond'rous  in  our  eyes. 

PSALM  CXVIU.  24,  25,  26.  Fourth  Pa-t 

Hcfannai    the   Lord's-day ;    or,    ChriitV 
refurretlion  and  our  filvation, 

1   r  I  HIIS  is  the  day   the  Lord  hath  made, 
X       he  calls  the  hours   his  own ; 
Let  heav'n  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
and  praife  iurround  the  throne-, 

0 


a   L  M     CXVUL 

he  d<  d, 

To  d  ead, 

an'd 

%    Hcfnna   to   '  '<■?,•> 

tc  ,     . 
Help  us,   \j  Lpi  md   ai  d  bting 

falv^tion  from  thy  throne. 

4  Bleft  be  the  Lord,      ho  comes  to  men 

with  rnena'ges   cf  grace  ; 
Who  comes  in  GoA  his  Father's  name?, 
to  fave  our  fin  fill  rr.ee. 

5  Hofanna  in    the  higheft   fciair.s 

the  church  on   earth  can  raife : 
The  higheil  heav*ns  in  which  he  reigns, 
ihall  give  him  nobler  praiie. 

PSALM     CXVUL    22—27.    Shor*  Metre. 

An  Hofnr.i  for  the  Lord  s  day  ;  or,    A  new 

for.g  of  falvati'.n  by  Chriir. 

1  C*EE   what  a  living  S':cne 
k3      the    builders   did    -efufe  ; 

Yet  God  hath  built  Vis  church  thereon 
in  fpite  of  envious  fetiyt. 

2  The  fcribe  and  anory  prkft, 

rejecl  tjbine  only  Son  : 
Yet  on  this  Rock,  mail  Z/>;  rel, 
as  the  chief  corner-ilo-ne. 

3  The  work,  O  Lord,  is  thine, 

and  wondVous  in  our  eyes : 
This  day  declares  it  ail  divine, 
this  d<;y  did  Jefus  rife. 

a  Ti«#  is  the  glorious  day 
that  our  Redeemer  made  ; 
Let   us  rejoice,  and  fing,  and  pray  : 
let  all  the  church  be  glad. 


PSALM     CXVlIf.        231 

Hofjp.na  to  the  King, 

of  David's    royal  blood  ; 
Blefs'hirn  ye  faints;  he  comes  to  bring 

falvation  from  your  God, 

We  blefs  thine  holy  word, 

which  ail  this  grace  difplays; 
And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 

our  facrifke  of  praife. 

PSALM  CXVIII    22-27.  Long  Metre, 

An  Hofanna  for  the  Lord  %-day  ;    or,   A  new 
fong  of 'falv.it ion  by  Chriit. 

LO,  what  a  glorious  corner  {lone 
the   Jenvifo  builders  did  refufe  : 
But  Gcd  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 
In  fpite  of  envy  and  the   Jews. 

2  Great  God,  the  work  is  all  divine, 
The  joy  and  wonder  of  our  eyes  ; 
This  is  the  day  that  proves  it   thine, 
The  day  that  law  our  Saviour   rife. 

I   Sinners  rejoice,  and  faints  be  glad  t 
Hofanna,  let  his  name  be  bleft, 
A  thoufand  honours  on  his  head, 
With  peace,  and  light,  and  glory  reft  ! 

4  In  God's  own  name,  he  comes  to  bring 
Salvation  to  our  dyir.g  race  . 
Let  the  whole  church  addrefs  their  King 
With  hearts  of  jcy,  and  fongs  of  praife. 

PSALM     CXIX. 

J  butn  collected  ar.d  dijpojed  the  mojl  u  eful  verjes  of  this  Pfa'm 
■under  eigitetn  diffatnt  tends,  ar.d  formed  a  Divine  Scr.g 
*f>OK  each  of  tbtm  :  But  thevtrjes  art  much  tranjpojed,  to 
attain  j'.me  degree  cf  co;  r.tclun. 
iff  Joint  places,  among  the  *eor<k  law,  temmands,  judgments, 
'criirr-oniesJi-ai/fal^cij-ci.vvord^-.acPjtJUthjprf  mifes^c,. 
as  more  agreeable  tc  rbe  New  Teji amen t,  and  the  common 
language  oj  CbnjJians  j  audit  equally  anj-wers  the  defign  of 
f£>{  PfaJmift,  <wbicb  was   ic  raijnmend  the  Ssripture, 


232  PSALM     CX!X. 

PSALM     CXIX.     Firft  Part. 

"The   blejf„dnefs    of  faints    and    the    mift  ■■ . 
Jinnerr. 

Ver.   i,  2,   3. 

1  "OLEST  are  the  undenTd  in  heart, 
JD    whofe  ways  ?.re  right  and  clean  ; 
Who  never  from  thy  law  depart, 

but  fly  from  ev*ry  fin 

2  Bleft  are  the  men  that  keep  thy  word, 

and  pia<ftife  thy  commands  ; 
"With  their  whole  heart  they  feek  the  Lord, 
and  ferve  thee   with  their  hand*. 

Ver.   165. 

3  Great  is  their  peace  who  love  thy  law  *    . 

how  firm  their  fouls  abide  .' 
Nor  can  a  bold   temptation  draw 
their  fteady  feet  afide. 

Ver.   6. 

4  Then  fhall  my  heart  have  inward  joy, 

and  keep  my  face  from  fhame, 
Whe'-)  all  thy  ftatutes  I  obey, 
and  houour  all  thy  name. 

Ver.    21.    118. 

5  But  haughty  Timers  God  will  hate, 

the  proud  fhall  die  accurft  ; 
The  fons  cf  fa!fhr,od  and  deceit 
are  trodden  10  the  daft. 

Ver.   119.    .55- 

£  Vile  as  the  drofs  the  wicked  are, 
and  thofe  that  leave  thy   wsys 
Shall  fee  f.dvation  from  afar, 
bnt  never  tafle  ihv  nrace* 


PSALM    CXIX.  233 

P  S  A  L  M     CXIX.'   Second    Part. 
Secret  devotions  and  fpiritual  meditat.ons  ;   or» 
Cor.ftant  converfe    with  Cod. 

Ver.    147.    55. 

TO   thee,  before  the  dawning  light, 
my  gracious  God,  I  pray  j 
I  meditate  thy  name  by  night, 
and  keep  thy  law  by  day 
Ver.  81. 

2  My  rp'rir   faints  eo  fee  thy  grace* 

thy  promife  bears  me  up; 
And  while  falvation  long  delays, 
thy  word  fupports  my  hope. 
Ver.    164. 

3  Seven  times  a  day  I  lift  my  hands, 

and  pay  my  dunks  to  thee, 
Thy  righteous  providence  demands 
repeated  praife  from  me. 
Ver.  62. 

4  When  midnight  daiknefs  veils  the  ikies, 

I  call  thy  works  to  mind  ; 
My  thoughts  in  warm  devotion  rife, 
and  fweet  acceptance  find. 

PSALM     CXIX.     Third  Part. 

Profi Jfions  ofjincerrty,  repentance  and  obedience* 
Ver.  57.   60. 

1  r  I  ^HOU  art  my  portion,  O  my  God  1 

A       foon  as  I  know  thy  way, 
My  heart  makes  hafte   t'  obey  thy  word,, 
and  fuffers  no  dehy. 

Ver.   30    14. 

2  I  chufe  the  path  of  heav'nly  truth, 

and  glory  in  my  choice  : 
Not  all  the  riches  of  the  earth, 
could  make  me  fo  rejoice?. 
U  % 


234         PSALM    CXIX. 

3  The  Teftimonies  of  thy  grace 

I  fet  before  my  eyes ; 
Thence  I  derive  my  daily  ftrcngth, 
and  there  my  comfort  lies. 
Ver.  59. 

4  If  once  I  wander   from  tby  path, 

I  think  upon  my  ways, 
Then  turn  my  feet  to  thy  commands* 
and  truft  thy  pard'ning  grace 
Ver.  94.   1 14. 

5  Now  I  am  thine,  forever  thine* 

O  fave  thy  fervant,  Lord  ! 
Thou  ait  my  fhield,  my  hiding  place  ^ 
my  hope  is  in  thy  word. 
Ver.   1 1 2, 

6  Thou  haft  incline  this  heart  of  mine 

thy  ftatuies  to  fulfil ; 
And  thus  'till  mortal  life   mail  end, 
would    I  perform  thy  will. 

PSALM     CXIX,     Fourth  Part, 
tnflruilion  from  fcripture* 
Ver.  9. 
I  Y  TOW  fhall  the  young  fecure  their  hearty 
X  X     arjd  guard  their  lives  from  fin  ; 
Thy  word  the  choicefl  rules  impart 
to  keep  the  confcience  clean. 
Ver.  13c. 
%  When  once  it  enters  to  the  mind, 
it  fpreads  fuch  light  abroad, 
The  meaneft  fouls  instruction  find, 
and  raife  their  thoughts  to  God. 

Ver.    1©$. 
3  'Tis  like  the   fun,  a  heav'nJy  light, 
that  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
Acd  through  the  dangers  of  the  night* 
3  hmp  i9  lead  our  way* 


MALM     CXIX.         235 

Ver.  99.   100. 

4.  The  men  that  keep  thy  law  with  caie, 
and  meditate  thy  word, 
Grow  wifer  than  their  teachers  are, 
and  better  know  the  Lord. 

Ver.     104.     113. 

5  Thy  precepts  make  me  truly  wife: 

I  hate  the  finners  road  : 
^  J  hate  my  own  vain  thoughts  that  rife? 

but  love  thy  law,  my  God* 

Ver.  89.  90.  91. 
[6  The  flarry  heavens   thy  rule  obey, 
the  earth  maintains  her  place  ; 
And  we  thy  fefvants  night  and  da^ 
thy  fkill   and   pow'r   exprefs. 

7  But  ftillthylaw  and  gofpel,  Lord, 

have  leflbns  more  divine : 
Not  earth  ftands  firmer  than  thy  word, 
nor  ftars  fo  nobly   mine.  3 

Ver.  160.  140.  9.  h6. 

8  Tby  word  is  everlafling  truth ; 

how  pure  is  ev*ry  page  .l 
That  holy  book  (hall  guide  our  youth, 
and  well  fupport  our  age. 

PSALM    CXIX.    Fifth  Part. 

Delight  in  ftriptnre ;  or,  The  nxtord  of  Cod 
dwelling  in  uj* 

Ver.  97. 

1  /^V  How  T  tove  thy  holy  law, 
V_/    'tis  daily,  my  delight;. 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
diyiue  advice  by  nightv 


236  P  S  A  L  M     CXIX. 

Ver.    148. 

2  My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day 
to  meditate  thy  word  : 
My  foul  with  longing  mehs  away 
to  hear  thy  gofpel,  Lord. 

Vcr.   5    13.  54. 

$  How  doth  thy  word  my  heart  engage  f 
how  well  employ  my  tongue  ! 
Add   in  my  tirdome  pi'g'image,    ' 
yitids  me  an  heav'nly  fong. 

Ver.  19.  103. 

4  Am  I  a  Granger,  or  at  home; 

'tis  my  perpetual  feaft  ; 
Not  honey  droppiog  from  the  comb, 
fo  much  allures  the  t.ifte. 

Ver.  72.    127. 

5  No  treafures  fo  enrich  the  mind  ; 

nor  mall  thy  word  be  fold 

For  loads  of  filv<-r  well  refin'd, 

nor  heaps  of  cfeoiceft  gold. 

Ver.  28.  49.  175. 

6  When  nature  finks,  and  fpi'rits  droop3 

thy   promifes  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  fupport  my  hope, 
and  there  I,  write  thy  praife 

PSALM     CXIX.    Sixth  Part. 

H  aline fs  end  comfort  from  the  word. 

Ver.    128. 

j  T     ORD,  I  efteem  thy  judgments  rights 
I  -J     and  all  thy  ftatutes  juft, 
Thence  I  maintain  a  conftant  fight 
with  ev'ry  ftatt'iing  lufc 


PSALM    CXIX,  237 

Ver.   97,  9. 

2  Thy  Precepts  often  I  furvey  : 

I  keep  thy  law  in  fight, 
Through  all  the  budoeis  of  the  day, 
to  form  my  actions  right. 

Ver.   61. 

3  My  heart  in  midnight  filence  cries, 

"  how  fweet  thy  comforts  be  !  * 
My  thoughts  in  holy  wonder  rife, 
and  bring  their  thanks  to  thee. 

Ver.   162 

4  And  when  my  fpirit  drinks  her  fill, 

at  fome  good  wovd  of  thiftfe, 
Not  mighty  men  that  {hare  the   fpoil, 
have  joys  compar'd  to  mine, 

PSALM     CXIX,     S,-  -  -.-3*,  ■ 

Imperfett ion  0  f  nature ,  and  perflation  offer,. 
Ver.   96-    Paraphr  afed, 

1  T      ET  all  the  heat'<  en  writers  join 
X J   to  form  one  perfect  book  ; 

Great  God,    if  nnce  compar'd  with  thine* 
how  mean  the:*"  writir.gs-.look. 

2  Not  the  moO,  perfeft  rules  they  gaye 

could  ffoew  one  ii    forgiven, 
Nor  lead  a  ft  ep  bey  end  the  grave; 
but  thine  conduft  to  heav'c 

3  I've  feen  an  end  of  what   we  call 

perfection  here  below  : 
How  mort  the  pow*is  of  mature  fall, 
4nd  can  no  further  go. 

4  Yet  men  would  fain  be  jail;  with  God. 

by  works  their  hands  have  wrought^ 
Bui  thy  commands,  exceeding  broad, 
extend  :o  ev'ry  thought. 


238  PSALM    CX!X. 

5  In  vain  we  boa/t  perfection  here, 
while  fin  defiles  our  frame  ; 
And  finks  cur  virtues  down  To  far, 
they  fcarce  deferve  the  name. 

€  Out  faith  and  love,  and  evry  gracs 
fall  far  below  thy  word : 
Eur  perfect  truth  and  righteoufnefs 
dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

PSALM    CXIX.    Eighth  Part. 

The  ivor  J  of  God  is  the  faint's  portion  ;    or, 

The  excellency  and  variety  of  fcriptur?. 

1  T     Olip,  T  have  made  thy  word  my  choice, 
I    J     my  lafting  heritage; 

There  fliall  my  nobleft  pow  rs  rejoice 
my  waimeft  thoughts  engage. 

2  I'D  read  the  hiiVries  of  thy  love, 

and  keep  thy  Ihws  in  fight, 
While  thro'  the   promifes  I  rove 
with  ever-frefti  delight. 

3  'Tis  a  broad  land  of  weilth  unknown, 

where  fprings  of  life  arife, 
Seeds  of  immortal  biifs  are  fown, 
and  hidden  glory  lies. 

4  The  beft  relief  that  mourners  have, 

it  makes  our  forrows  bleft  ; 
Our  faireft  hope  beyond  the  grave, 
and  our  eternal  reft. 

PSALM     CXIX.     Ninth  Part. 
Dcfirs  of  knowledge  ;  or,   The  teachings  of  the 
Spirit   <voith   the  nvord, 
Ver.  64    68,    18. 
1    npHY  mercies  611  the  earrh,  0  "  ord, 
JL      how  good  thy  works,  appe  r  ! 
Open  mine  eyes  to  read  thy  word, 
aai  fee  thy  wonders  there. 


P  S  A  L  M     CX!X.  239 


v. 


"3' 


2  My  heart  was  fa#|io»V3   by  thy  hand, 

my  fervice  is    thy  due  ; 
O  make  thy  fervant  underilard 
the  duties  he  maft  do. 

Ver.   19- 

3  Since  I'm  a  Granger  he*e  below, 

let  not  thy  path  be  hid, 
But  mark  the  road  my  feet  ffiould  go, 
and  be  my  conrhnt  guide. 

Ver.    26. 

4  When  I  confefs'd  my  wandVing  ways. 

thou  heara'il  my  foul  complain  ; 
Grant  me  the  teachings  of  thy  grace, 
at    I  ihali    liray  again. 

Ver-  33-  3-1- 

5  If  God  to  me  his  ftatutes  mew, 

and   heav'nly  truth  impart, 
His  wo:  k  forever  I'll  purfue, 
his  lav/  (hill  rule  my  heart. 

Ver.   50.  7  1. 

6  This  was  my  comfort  when  I  bore 

variety  of  grief  ; 
It  made  me  learn  thy  word  the  more, 
and  fly  to  that  relief. 

Ver.    51. 
£g  In  vain  the  prouJ  de.ide  me  now ; 
I'll  ne'er  forget  thy  law, 
Nor  let  that  blefied  gofpel  go 
whence  al!  my  hopes  I  draw. 

Vsr.    27,.  }]it 
8  When  I  have  learnt  trier's  will, 

I  II  teach  the  _  t 

My  thankful  lips  ih!V=i:\    with'   ze^l 
Hiall  Joud  pronounce  hn  praKe/J 


*4o  PSALM    CX1X. 

PSALM     CXIX.    Tenth  Part. 

Pleading  the  promifes. 

Ver.    38,  49. 

1    T3  EHOLD  thy  waiting  iervant,  Lord, 
JZ)    devoted  to  thy  fear  ; 
Remember  and  confirm  thy  word, 
for  a!!   my  hopes  are  there. 

Ver.   41,  58,    T07. 
i  Hafl  thou  not  writ  Salvation  down, 
and  promis"d  quick'ning  grace  \ 
Dcth  not  my  heart  addrefs  thy  throne  ? 
and  yet  thy  love  delays. 

Ver.    123,  42. 

3  Mine  eyes  for  thy  falvation  fail  ; 

O  bear  thy  fervant  up  ; 
Nor  let  the  fcoffing  lips  prevail, 
who  dare   reproach  my  hope. 

Ver.  49,  74. 

4  Didft  thou  not  raife  my  faith,  0  Lord  ? 

then  let  thy  truth  appear   : 
Saints  mall  rejoice  in  my  reward, 
and  trufl  as  well  as  fear. 

PSALM    CXIX.     Eleventh  Part. 

Breathing  after  ktlinefs* 

Ver.   5,  33. 

1  (~\  That  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways, 
Vy     to  keep  his  itatutes  ftiil  ! 

O   that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
to  know  and  do  his  will  : 

Ver.  29. 

2  0  Tend   thy  Spirit   down  to  write 

thy  law  upon  my  he<-.rt  J 


PSALM    CXIX.         i 

Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  adt  the  liar's  part, 

Ver.    36,  37. 
•3  From  vanity  turn  off  my  eyes  ; 
Let  no  corrupt  defign, 
Nor  covetous  defires  arife 
Within  this  foul  of  mine. 
Ver.   13.3. 
4  Order  my  footfteps  by  thy  words. 
And  make  my  heart  fin  cere  ; 
Let  fin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  confeience  clear. 
Ver.  176. 
c   My  foul  hath  gone  too  far  aftray, 
My  feet  too  often  flip  ; 
Yet  fince  I've  not  forgot  thy  way, 
Pveilore  thy  wand'ring  fheep. 
Ver.  35. 
6  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands  5 
'Tis  a  delightful  road  : 
Nor  let  my  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
Offend  againft  my  God. 

PSALM  'CXIX.     Twelfth  Paru 
Breathing  after  comfort  and  deliverance:, 
Ver.   153. 
Y  God,  confider  my  diftrefs, 


■M 


Let  mercy  plead  my  caufe 
Tho'  I  have  iinn'd  againft  thy  graces 
I  -can't  forget  thy  Taws. ' 

Ver.  39,  116. 

t  Forbid,  forbid  the  fharp  reproach, 
Which  I  fo  juftly  fear  5 
Uphold  my  life,  uphold  my-hopes^ 
Nor  let  mv  fhame  appear, 
W 


242        PSALM    CXIX, 

Ver.   122,   135. 

3  Be  then  a  fjrety,  Lord,  for  me, 

Nor  let  the  proud  opprefs, 
But  make  thy  waiting  fervant  fee 
The  minings  of  thy  face. 
Ver.  82. 

4  My  eyes  with  expectation  fail, 

My  heart  within  me  cries, 
When  mill  the  Lord  hts  truth  fulfil. 
And  make  my  comforts  rife  ? 
Ver.    132. 

5  Look  down  upon  my  forrows,  Lord, 

And  fhew  thy  grace  the  fame, 
As  thou  art  ever  wont  t'  afford 
To  thofe  that  love  thy  name. 

P  S  A  L  M     CXIX.     Thirteenth  Part. 

Holy  fear,  and  tendernefs  of  confidence* 
Ver.   10. 
1    TT7ITH  my  whole   heart  I've  fought  thy 
\  V       O  lee  me  never  ftray  [face> 

From  thy  commands,  O  God  of  grace, 
Nor  tread  the  iinne'rs  way. 
Ver.  1 1 . 

%  Thv  word  I've  hid  wkhin  my  heart, 
To  keep  my  confeience  clean, 
And  be  an  everiaiting  guard 
From  evV/  riling  fin. 

Ver.   65,  53,   158. 
3  I'm  a  companion  of  the  faints, 
Who  fear  and  lave,  the  Lord  ; 
Mv  forrows  rile,  my  nature  faint.1?, 
When  men  trnnfgrefs  thy  word. 
Ver.    161,   163. 
4.  While  finners  do  thy  gcfpel  wrong, 
My  fpirit  Aands  in  awe  ; 


PSALM     CXIX.  243 

•    My  foul  abhors  a  lying  tongue, 
But  loves  thy  righteou-s  law. 
Ver.   16 1,   120. 

5  My  heart  with  facred  rev'rence  hears 

The  threat'nings  of  thy  word  ; 
My  ftefh'with  holy  trembling  fears 
The  judgments  of  the  Lord. 
"Ver.  1 65,   174. 

6  My  God,  I  long,  I  hope,  I  wait 

For  thy  faivatioa  ftilT; 
While  thy  whole  law  is  my  delight, 
And  I  obey  thy  wilL 

PSALM     CXIX.     Fourteenth  Part.      . 

^Benefit  of  ajftiSliotis,  and  fupport  under  them. 
Ver.   153,  2i,  tz, 
i    ^ONSIDER  all  my  forrows,  Lord, 
\^j   And  thy  deliv'rance  fend  ; 
My  foul  for  thy  falvation  faints  ; 
When  will  my  troubles  end  ? 
Ver.  71. 

%  Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  ma 
To  bear  my  father's  rod  ; 
AfHi&ions  make  me  learn  thy  law. 
And  live  upon  my  God. 

Ver.  50. 

j  This  is  the  comfort  I  enjoy  •  ji* 

When  new  diltrefs-  begins  ~: 
I  read  thy  word,  I  run  thy- way,    ,     . 
And  hate  my  former  fin?. 

Ver.  92. 

£  Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight, 
When  earthly  joys  were  fied, 
My  foul,  opprell  with  forrow's  weight, 
Had  funk  amongft  -the  dead* 


244  PSALM    CX1X. 

Ver.  75. 
5  I  know  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right, 
Tho'  they  may  feem  fevere  ; 
The  fharpeft  fuff'rings  I  endure 
Flow  from  thy  faithful  care. 

Ver.  6j. 

€  Before  I  knew  thy  chaft'ning  rod, 
My  feet  were  apt  to  ftray  ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 
Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 

PSALM     CXIX.     Fifteenth  Part. 

Holy   refolutionz. 

Ver.  93. 

OTHAT  thy  ftatutes  ev'ry  hour 
Might  dwell  upon  my  mind  ! 
I  hence  I  derive  a  quick'ning  pow'r, 
And  daily  peace  I  find. 

Ver.   15,   16. 
?  To  mediae  thy  precepts,  Lord, 
Shall  be  my  fweet  employ  ; 
My  foul  mall  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
Thy  word  is  all  my  joy. 
Ver.  32. 

3  How  would  I  run  in  thy  commands, 

If  thou  my  heart  difcharge 
From  fin  and  fatan's  hateful  chains, 
And  fet  my  feet  at  large  I 
Ver.   13,  46. 

4  My  lips  with  courage  fhall  declare 

Thy  ftatutes  and  thy  name  ; 
I'll  fpeak  thy  word,  tho'  kings  fhouli  hear, 
Nor  yield  to  finful  fhame. 

Ver.  61,  69,  70. 

5  Let  bands  of  perfecutors  rife 

To  rob  me  of  my  right, 


PSALM     CXIX.        245 

Let  pride  and  malice  forge  their  lies, 
Thy  law  is  my  delight. 

Ver.   11$. 

6  Depart  from  me,  ye  wicked  race, 
Whole  hands  and  hearts  are  ill  I 
I  love  my  God,  I  love  his  ways, 
And  muft  obey  his  will. 

PSALM     CXIX.     Sixteenth  Part. 

Prayer  for  quickening  grace. 
Ver.  25,  37. 
I   "\  T^  foul  lies' cleaving  to  the  dull  5 
iVX  Lord,  give  me  life  divine  ; 
iFrom  vain  deftres  and  ev'ry  luft 
Tarn  off  thefe  eyes  of  mine. 

z  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 
To  fpeed  me  in  thy  way, 
Left  I  mould  loiter  in  my  race^ 
Or  turn  my  feet  aftray. 

Ver.   107. 
3  When  fore  ami£ti®ns  prefs  me  down., 
I  need  thy  quick'ning  povv'rs  ; 
Thy  word  that  I  have  relied  on 
Shall  help  my  heavieft  hours, 
Ver.    156,  40. 
4.  Are  not  thy  mercies  fov'reign  ftill, 
And  thou  a  faithful  God  I 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To  run  the  heav'nly  road  ? 
Ver.    1  59,  40. 
$  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepcs  love^ 
And  long  to  fee  thy  face  ! 
And  yet  how  flow  my  fpirits  move 
Without  enliv'ning  grace  I 
W  z 


246  F  S  A  L  M    CXIX, 

Vcr.  95. 
%  Then  fha'l  I  love  thy  gofpel  more, 
And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
When  I  have  felt  its  quick'ning  pow'r 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

PSALM     CXIX.     Seventeenth  Part. 

Courage  and  perfeverance  under  perfecution  ;   br, 
Grace  jhining  in  difficulties  and  trials. 

Ver.   143,  28. 

1  rx  7HEN  pain  and  anguifh  feize  me,  Lore], 
VV    ^ft  mY  Aipport  is  from  thy  word  : 

My  foul  difibives  for  heavinefs  ; 
Uphold  me  with  thy  ifrength'ning  grace. 
Ver.  51,  69,  1 10. 

2  The  proud  have  fram'd  their  feoffs  and  lies, 
They  watch  my  feet  with  envious  eyes, 
And  tempt  my  foul  to  fnares  and  fin  ; 
Yet  thy  commands  I  ne'er  decline.  . 

Ver.   161,  78. 

3  They  hate  me,  Lord,  without  a  caufe, 
They  hate  to  fee  me  love  thy  laws  ; 
But  I  will  truit  and  fear  thy  name. 
"Tiii  pride  and  malice  die  with  lliaime. 

PSALM     CXIX.     Laft  Part. 

Sanclijied  afflictions  ;  or,  delight  in  the  -xvord 
of  Gjd. 

Vcr.  67,  59. 

*  TjlATHER,  I  blefs  thy  gentle  hand  ; 
J_      How  kind  was  thy  chaflifing  rod, 
That  fore'd  my  confeience  to  a  Rand, 
And  brought  my  wand'ring  foul  to  God  ! 

2  Foolifh  and  vain  I  went  aitray, 
E'er  I  had  felt  thy  fcourges,  Lord, 
I  left  my  guide,  and  loll  my  way, 
JJu;  new  1  love  and  keep  thy  woid. 


PSALM     CXX.  247 

Ver.  71. 

3  'Tis  good  for  me  to  wear  the  yoke. 
For  pride  is  apt  to  rife  and  fvvell  ; 
'Tis  good  to  bear  my  father's  ftroke, 
That  I  might  learn  his  ftatutes  well. 

Ver.  72. 

4  The  law  that  iffiies  from  thy  mouth 
Shall  raife  my  cheerful  paffions  more 
Than  all  the  treafures  of  the  South, 
Or  Wejiern  hills -of  golden  ■  ore. 

Ver.  73. 

5  Thy  hands  have  made  my  mortal  frame, 
Thy  fpirit  form'd  my  foul  within  ; 
Teach  me  to  know  thy  wond'rous  name, 
And  guard  me  fafe  from  death  and  fin, 

Ver.  74. 

6  Then  all  tliat  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 
At  my  falvation  fhall  rejoice  ; 

For  I  have  hoped  in  thy  word, 
And  made  thy  grace  my  only  choice, 

PSALM     CXX. 

Complaint  of '  quarrelfome  neighbours  ;  or,    A  de- 
vout nvijh  for  peace. 

1    'nr^HOU  God  of  love,  thou  ever-blefl, 
Pity  my  fufPring  ftate  ; 
When  wilt  thou  fet  my  foul  at  reft 
From  lips  that  love  deceit  ? 

■2  Hard  lot  cf  mine  1  my  days  are  call 
Among  the  fons  of  ilrife, 
Whole  never-ceaiing-  brawlings  wafte 
My  golden  hours- of  life. 

3  O  might  I  fly  to  change  my  place, 
How  would  I  choofe  to  dwell 
In  fome  wild  lonefome  wildernefs, 
And  leave  thefe  gates  of  hell  i 


248  PSALM    CXXI. 

4  Peace  is  the  bleffing  that  I  feek, 

How  lovely  are  its  charms  ! 
I  am  for  peace  ;  but  when  I  fpeak, 
They  all  declare  for  arms. 

5  New  paflions  (till  their  fouls  engage. 

And  keep  their  malice  flrong  : 
What  mail  be  done  to  curb  thy  lage, 
O  thou  devouring  tongue  ! 

6  Should  burning  arrows  fmite  thee  thro% 

Strict  juitice  would  approve  ; 
But  I  had  rather  fpare  my  foe, 
And  melt  his  heart  with  love. 

PSALM     CXXT.     Long  Metre. 

Divine  protection. 

t  T'fP  to  the  hills  I  lift  mine  eyes, 

\^J      Th'  eternal  hills  beyond  the  fkies  ; 
Thence  all  her  help  my  foul  derives  -, 
There  my  almighty  refuge  lives. 

2  He  lives  the  everlafting  God, 

That  built  the  world, that  fpread  the  flood, 
The  heav'ns  with  all  their  hofts  he  made, 
And  the  dark  regions  cf  the  dead. 

3  He  guides  our  feet,  he  guards  our  way  ; 
His  morning  fmiles  blefs  all  the  day, 
He  fpreads  the  ev'ning  veil,  and  keeps 
The  filent  hours  while  I/r'el  fbeps. , 

4  I/r'el,  a  name  divinely  bleft, 
May  rife  fecure,  fecurely  reit  ; 
Thy  holy  Guardian's  wakeful  eyes 
Admit  no  {lumber  nor  furprize. 

5  No  fun  fhail  fmite  thy  head  b»y  day, 
Nor  the  pale  moon  with  fickly  ray 

.  Shall  blalt  thy  couch  :  no  baleful  liar 
Dart  his  malignant  fire  fo  far. 


PSALM    CXXI.  24,9 

6  Should  earth  and  hell  with  malice  burn, 
Still  thou  malt  go,  and  Hill  return, 
Safe  in  the  Lord  ;    his  heav'nly  care 
Defends  thy  life  from  ev'ry  fnare. 

7  On  thee  foul  fpirits  have  no  povv'r  ; 
And  in  thy  laft  departing  hour, 
Angels,  that  trace  the  airy  road, 

Shall  bear  thee  homeward    to  thy   God. 

PSALM     CXXI.     Common  Metre. 
Prefervation  by   day  and  night. 
O  heav'n  I  lift  my  waiting  eyes  : 


T 


There  all  my  hopes  are  laid, 
The  Lord  that  built  the  earth  and  fkies, 
Is  my  perpetual  aid. 

2  Their  feet  mall  never  Aide  to  fall, 

Whom  he  defigns  to  keep  ; 
His  ear  attends    the  fofteft  call  ; 
His  eyes  can  never  fleep. 

3  He  will  fuilain  our  weakefl  pow'rs 

With  his  almighty  arm, 
And  watch  eur  moil  unguarded  hours 
Againft  furprifing  harm. 

4  IfSel  rejoice,  and  reft  fecure, 

Thy  keeper  is  the  Lord  ; 
His  wakeful  eyes  employ  his  powV 
For  thine  eternal  guard. 

5  Nor  fcorching  fun.  nor  fickly  moon, 

Shall  have  his  leave  to  fmite  ; 
He  fhields  thy  head  from  burning  noon, 
From  blafting  damps  at  night. 

£  He  guards  thy  foul,  he  keeps  thy   breath-, 
Where  thicker!  dangers  come  ; 
Go,  -and  return  fecure  from  death, 
'Till  God  commands  thee  home. 


23o         PSALM     CXXI, 

PSALM     CXXI.     As  the  i48:h    Pfalau 

God  cur  prefer-vtrh 

I   T  TPWARD  I  lift  mine  eyes, 
\J      From  God  is  all  my  aid  : 
The  God  that  burlt  the  ikies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made  : 
God  is  the  tow'r 
To  which  I  fly  ; 
His  grace  is  nigh 
In  ev'ry  hour. 

s.  My  feet  (hall  never  Aide, 
And  fall  in  fatal  fnares, 
Since  God,  my  guard  and  guide, 
Defends  me  from  my  fears. 

Thofe  wakeful  eyes 

That  never  fleep, 

Shall  IjSel  keep 

When  dangers  rife, 

3  No  burning  heats  by  day, 
Nor  blafis  of  ev'ning  air, 
Shall  take  my  health  aways 
If  God  be  with  me  there  : 

Thou  art  my  fun, 
And  thou  my  (hade, 
To  guard  my  head 
By  night  or  noon. 

4  Haft  thou  not  giv'n  thy  word 
To  fave  my  foul  from  death  ? 
And  I  can  trufi  my  Lord 

To  keep  my  mortal  breath. 
J '11  go  and  come, 
Nor  fear  to  die, 
;Till  from  on  high 
Thou  call  me  home* 


PSALM    CXXIL         251 


H 


'  I     CXXil.     Common  Metis, 

Going  to    Church. 

OW  did  my  heart  rejoice  to  hea? 
My  friends  devoutly  fay, 
In  Zion  let  us  all  appear, 
And  keep  the  folemn  day  ? 

2  I  love  her  gates,  I  love  the  road  : 

The  church  adorn'd  with  grace, 
Stands  like  a  palace  built  for  God, 
To 'mew  his  milder  face. 

3  Up  fo  her  courts  with  joys  unknown 

The  holy  tribes  repair  ; 
The  Son  of  David  holds  his  throne. 
And  fits  in  judgment  there. 

4  He  hears  our  praifes  and  complaints  5 

And  while  his  awful  voice 
Divides  the  finners  from  the  faints, 
We  tremble  and  rejoice. 

5  Peace  be  within  this  facred  plaae, 

And  joy  with  conftant  gueft  ! 
With  holy  gifrs  and  heav'nly  grace 
Be  her  attendants  bleft  ! 

6  My  foul  ihall  pray  far  74m  ftill, 

While  life  or  breath  remains  ; 
There  my  beft  friends,  my  kindred  dwell 
There  God  my  Saviour  reigns* 

PSALM     CXXII.     Proper    Turn 

Going  to  Church. 

1   T  T  OW  pleas'd  and  bleft   was  I, 

X  X     T°  hear  the  people  cry, 
Come  let  us  feek  our  God  to  day  ; 
Yes,  with  a  chearful  zeal, 
We  hafte  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honours  pay- 


2 52         PSALM    CXXIII. 

2  Ziorty  thrke  happy  place, 
Adorn 'd  with  wond'rous  grace, 

And  walls  of  ftrength  embrace  thee  round  ; 

In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 

To  pray  and  praife  and  hear 
The  facred  gofpel's  joyful  found. 

3  There  David's  greater  Son 
Has  fix'd  his  royal  throne, 

He  fics  for  grace  and  judgment  there  ; 

He  bids  the  faint  be  glad, 

He  makes  the  finner  fad, 
And  htimble  fouls  rejoice  with  fear. 

4  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait 

To  blefs  the  foul  of  ev'ry  gueft  ! 

The  man  that  feeks  thy  peace, 

And  wifhes  thine  increafe, 
A  thoufand  bleffings  on  him  reft.  I 

<;  My  tongue  repeats  her  vows 

Peace  to  this  /acred  boufe  ! 
For  there  my  friends  and  kindred    dwell ; 

And  fince  my  glorious  God 

Makes  thee  his  bleft  abode, 
My  foul  mail  ever  love  thee  well  ! 
\Repeat  the  q/b  Jlanza  to    compleat    the    tunc.] 

PSALM     CXXIII. 

Pleading   with  fubmijjicn. 

X   f\  THOU  whofe  grace  and  juftice  reign 
\J     Enthron'd  above  the  fkies, 
To  thee  our  hearts  would  tell  their  pain, 
To  thee  we  lift  our  eyes. 

2  As  fervants  watch  their  matter's  hand, 
And  fear  the  angry  ftroke  ! 
Or  maids  before  their  miftrefs  Hand,. 
And  wait  a  peace&l  look  : 


PSALM     CXXIV.        253 

So  for  our  fins  we  juftly  feel 

thy   difcipline,   O    God  S 
Yet  wait  the  gracious  moment  ftiil, 

'till  thou  remove  thy  rod. 

Thofe  that  in  wealth  and  pleafure  live, 

our  daily  groans  deride, 
And  /thy  delays  of  mercy  give 

frefh  courage  to  their  pride. 

Our  foes  infult  us,  but  cur  hope 

in  thy  compaction  lies  ; 
This  thought  mall  bear  our  fpirits  up^ 


that  00 


A  will  not  defpife 


PSALM     CXXIV. 
A  Jong  for  the  zth  ^November, 
1   TTAD  not  the  Lord,  may  IjY  el  fey, 
JlI  ^ac*  not  lhe  Lord   maintain'd  our  fide* 
When  men,  to  make  our  lives  a  prey, 
Role  like  the  fweliin.g  of  the  tide  : 

■2   The  (welling  tide  had  £op'd  cur  breath, 
So  fiercely  did   Khe  waters  roil, 
We  had  been  fwallow'd  deep  in   death  ; 
'  Proud  v/aters  had  o'erwhelmM  our  foul. 

3  We  leap  for  joy,  we  ihout  and  fing, 
Who  juft  efcap'd  the  fatal  Choke  ; 
So  flies  the  bird  with  chearful  wing, 
When  once  the  fowler  s-fn  are  is  broke. 

4  Forever  blefled  be  the  Lord, 

Who  broke  the  fowler's  curfed   fnare, 
Who  fav'd  us   from  the  murd'ring  fword, 
And   made  our  lives  and  fouls  his  care. 

5  Our  help  is  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Who  form'd  the  earth   and  built  the  fides  1 
He  that  upholds  that  wond'rous  frame, 
Guards  his  own  church  with  watchful  eye§> 

X 


&S4         PSALM     CXXV. 

PSALM    CXXV.   Common  Metre. 
The  faints  trial  and  fafety. 

UNSHAKEN  as  the  faCred  hill, 
and   firm  as  mountains  be, 
Firm  as  a  reck  the  foul  fhall    reft, 
that  leans,  O  Lord,  on  thee. 
,2  Not  walls  nor  hills  could  guard  fo  well 
old  Salem's  happy   ground. 
As  thofe  eternal  arms  oflove, 
that  ev'ry  faint  fu>  round. 

3  While  tyrants  are  a  fmaning  fcourge 

to  drive  them  near  to   God, 
Divine  companion  does  allay 
the  fury  of  the  rod. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  fouls  fincere, 

and  lead  them  fa£ely  on 
To  the  bright  gates  ef  paradife, 
where  Chrjft  their  Lord  is  gone. 

5  But   if  we  trace  thofe  wicked  ways 

that  the  old  ferpent  drew, 
The  wrath  that  drove  him  firft  to  hell 
mall  finite  his  fbll'wers  too. 

P   S  A  L  M.  CXXV.      Short  Metre. 

The  faints   trial  cud  fafety  ;   or,   Moderated 
affliclio?is. 

i   TT^IRM  and  unmov'd  are  they 
X      that  red  their  fouls  on  God  ; 
Firm  *s  the  mount  where  David  dwelt, 
or  where  the  ark  abode. 

2  As  mountains  flood   to   guard 
the   city's   facred   ground, 
So  God  arid   his  almighty  love 

embrace  his  faints  around.  ; 


PSALM    CXXVI.        255 

g  What   tho'  the  father's  iod 
drop  a  chaftifing  itrcke, 
Yet  reft  it  wound  their  foals  too  deep, 
its  fury  (hail  be   broke. 

4  Deal  gently,  Lord,  with  thofe 

whofe  faith  and  pious  fear, 
Whofe  hope,  and  love,  and  ev'ry  grace, 
proclaim  their  hearts  lincere. 

5  Nor  mall  the  tyrant's  rage 

too  long  opprefs  the  faint; 

The  God  of  Ifr'el  will  fupport 

his  children  leil  they  faint. 

€  But  if  our  fl: vim  fear 

will  chufe  the  road  to  hell, 
We  mull  expect  our  portion  there, 
where  bolder  finners  dwell. 

PSALM  CXXVI.    Long  Metre, 
Surprijing  Deliverance. 
r  t  T7HEN  God  reilor'd  our  captive  ftate, 
V  V    Joy  was  our  fong,  and  grace  our  theme. 
The  grace  beyond  our  hopes  fo  great, 
That  joy  appear'da  painted  dream. 

2  The  fcofTer  owns  thy  hand  and  pays 
Unwilling  honouis  to  thy  name; 
While  we  with  pleafure  fhout  thy  praife, 
With  chearful  notes  thy  love  proclaim. 

3  When  we  review  our  difrnal  fears, 
'Twas  hard  to  think  they'd  vanifn  fo: 
With  God  we  left  our  flowing  tears, 
He  makes  our  joys  like  rivers  flow* 

4  The  man  that  in  this  furrow'd  field. 
His  fc.uter'd  feed  with  gladnefs  leaves^  - 
Will  fhout  to  fee  the  harveil  yield 

A  welcome  load  cf  joyful  (h eaves. 


256  PSALM    CXXVI. 

PSALM    CXXVI.  Common  Metre. 
The  joy  of  a    remarkable   converfion  ;    or, 
Melancholy    removed. 
i   TT7HEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name 
VV      and  chang'd  my  mournful  ftate, 
My    rapture  fsem'd  a.pleafing  dream, 
the  giace  appear d  fo  great. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

and  did  thy  hand  confefs  : 
My  tongue  broke  cut  in  unknown  drains, 
and  fung.  furprifmg  grace. 

3  Great  is  the  <work>  my  neighbours  cry'ds 

and  own'd  thy  pow'r  divine  ; 
Great  is  th:  nvork,  my  heart  reply'd, 
and  be  the  glory  thins, 

The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkeft  fkies, 

can  give  us  day  for  night, 
Make  drops  of  ftcred  forrow  rife 

to  rivers  of  delight. 

5  Let  thofe  that  fow   in  f.dnefs  wait 

'till  the  fair  harvetl  come  ; 
They  (hall  confefs  their  iheaves  are  great, 
and  fhout  the  bleffings  home. 

6  Tho'  feed  lie  bury'd  long  in  dull:, 

it  /han't  deceive  their  hope  ; 
The  precious  grain  can  ne'er  be  loll, 
for  grace  infures  the  crop. 

PSALM    CXXVII.    Long  Metre. 
The  hie  fling  of  God  tn  the  hufinefs  and  comfort* 

of  life. 
i  TF  God  fucceed  not,  all  the  coft 

JL  And  pains  to  build  the  houfe  are  lofh 

if  God  the   city  will  not  keep, 

The  watchful  guard*  as  well  may  fieep. 


PSALM    CXXVII,      25? 

2  What  if  you  rife  before  the  fun, 
And  work  and  toil  when  day  is  doneg 
Careful  and  fparing  eat  your  bread3 
To  fhun  that  poverty  you  dread, 

3  vTis  all  in  vain,  'till  God  hath  bleft; 
He  can  make  rich,  yet  give  us  reft ; 
Children  and  friends  are  bleffings  too,. 
If  God  our  fo?'reign  make  them  to. 

4  Happy  the  man  to  whom  he  fends 
Obedient  children,    faithful  friends ; 
How  fweet  our  daily  comforts  prove 
When  they  are  feafon'd  with  his  love  I 

PSALM    CXXVIL.     Common  Metr*. 

God  All  in  Ail. 
*  YF  God  to  build  the  houfe  deny9 
X  the  builders  work  in  vain  ; 
And  towns  without  his  wakeful  eye 
an  ufelefs  watch  maintain. 

2?  Before  the  morning  beams  arife, 
your  painful  work  renew, 
And  till  the  ftars  afcend  the  JkieSj 
your  tirefome  toil  purfue, 

3  Short  be  your  fleep,  and  coarfe  your  fare^ 

in  vain,  'till  God  has  bleft  ; 

But  if  his  fmiks  attend  your  care, 

you  (hall  have  food  and  reft. 

4  Nor  children,  relatives,  nor  friends 

mall  real  beffings  prove, 
Nor  all  the  earthly  joys  he  fends, 
if  font  without  his  love. 

PSALM    CXXVJIL 
Family  hlejjings. 
i  f-\  HAPPY  man  whofe  foul  is  fill'4 
vj    with  zeal  and  rev'rent  awe  I 
His  lips  to  God  their  honour  yield,, 
his  life  adorns  the  law, 


253  PSALM  CXXIX, 

2  A  careful  providence /hall  Hand 

and  ever  guard  thy  head, 
Shall    on  the  labours  of  thy  hand, 
its  kindly  blclli.jgs  ihed. 

3  Thy  wife  mall  be  a  fruitful  vine ; 

thy  children  round  thy  board, 
Each  like  a  plant  of  honour  fhtr.e, 
and  learn  to  fear  the  Lord. 

4  The  Lord  mail  thy  beft  hopes  fulfil 

for  months  and  years  to  come  ; 

The  Lord  who  dwells  on  Z/Ws  hi]; 

mall   fend  thee  bleilings  home. 

5 -This  is  the  man  whofe  happy  eyes 
mail  fee  his  houfe  increafe, 
Shall  fee  the  finking  church  arife, 
then  leave  the  world  in  peace. 

PS  A  L  M     CXXIX. 

i*?-r/}c  utc  rs  punt  fie  d. 

\.  T  TP  from  my  youth,  may  //r'?/fay3  . 
\^j      have  I   been  nurs'd  in  tears  ; 
My  gtiefs  were  conftant  as  the  day, 
and  tedious  as  the  years. 

2  Up  frcm  my  youth  I  bore  the  rage 

of  all  the  tons  of  ftiife; 
Oft  they  afTaii'd  my  riper  age, 
but  not   deftroy'd  my  life. 

3  Their  cruel  plow  had  torn  my  rleih; 

\uth  furrows  long  and  deep, 
Hourly  they  vex'd  my  wounds  afrefhs 
nor  let  my  forrows   deep. 

4  The  Lord  grew  angry  on  his  throne, 

and  with  impartial  eye, 
Meaftt'd  the  mifchkfs  they  had  done,, 

and  Jet  his  arrows  fly* 


PSALM     CXXX        agft 

|;  How  was  their  infolence  furpris'd 
to  hear  his  thunders  roll  ! 
And  all  the  fees  of  Zi&h  feiz'd. 
with  honor  to  the  foul.. 

6  Thus  ihall  the  men  that  hate  the  faintss„ 
be  blafted  from  the  iky  ;  x 

Their  glory  fades,  their  courage  faints, , 
and  ail    their  projects  die 
\Jl  What  tho'   they  fkmrim   tall  and  fairy, 
they  have  no  root  beneath  ; 
Their  growth  mall  perifh  in  defpair, , 
aad  lie  defpis  d  in  death.]  j 

[8  So  corn,  that  on  the  houfe-top  ftandsy, 
no  hope  of  harvefl  gives  ; 
The  reaper  ne'er  ihall  fill  his  hands3; 
nor  binder  fold  the  fheaves, 

2  It  fprings.  and  withers  on  the  place  ;  ; 
no   traveller  beftows. 
A  word  of  bleiling  on  the  grafs, 
nor  minds  it  as  he  goes.] 

PS  -A-LM  CXXX.     Common   Metre, 

Pardoning  Grace. 

XJT  of  the  deeps  of  long  diftrefs*  . 


o 


the  borders  of  defpair, 
I  :fent  my  cries  to  feek.thy  grace, 
my  groans  to  move  thine  ear,. 

2  Great  God,  mould  thy  feyerer  eye* 

and  thine  impartial  hand3 
Mark  and  revenge  iniquity, 
no  mortal  fkfh  could  ftand, 

3  But  there  are  pardons  with  my  God 

for  crimes  of  high  degree  J, 
Thy  ■  ou  has  b  -  ight  them,  with  his  blood 
to  draw  us  near  to  chse... 


2$o         P  S  A  L  M    CXX % 

[4  I  wait  for  thy  falvation,  Lord, 
with  ftrong  deflres  I  wait; 
My  foul  invited  by  thy  word, 
ftands  watching  at  thy  gate. 

5     Juft  as  the  guards  that  keep  the  night 
long  for  the  morning  /kies, 
Watch  the  firft  beams  of  breaking  light, 
and   meet  them  with  their  eyes  ; 
€  So  waks  my  foul  to  fee  thy  grace, 
and  more  intent  than  they, 
Meets  the  firft  op'nings  of  thy  face, 
and  finds  a  brighter   day  j 

7  Then  in  the  Lord  let  Ifr'el  truft, 
let  Ifr'el  feek  his  face, 
The  Lord  is  good  as  well  as  juft, 
and  plenteous  in  his  grace. 

S  There's  full  redemption  at  his  throne 
for  finners  long  enflav'd  ; 
The  great  Redeemer  is  his  Son  ; 
and  Ifr'el  mall  be  favM. 

PSALM    CXXX.    Long  Metre; 

Pardoning  Grace, 

3   "TpROM  deep  diftrefs  and  troubled  thoughts, 
JP    To  thee  my  God  I  raife  my  cries  ; 
If  thou  feverely   maik  our  faults, 
No  flem  can  itand  before  thine  eyes. 

2  But  thou   haft  built  thy  throne  cf  grace, 
Free  to  difpenfe  thy  pardons  there, 
That  finners  may  approach  thy  face, 
And  hope  and  love,  as  well  as  fear. 

3  As  the  benighted  pilgrims  wait, 
And  long  and  wifh  for  breaking  day, 
So  waits  my  foul  before  thy  gate: 
When  will  my  God  his  facedifpUy  f 


PSALM    CXXXI.        261 

4  My  truft  is  flx'd  upon  thy  word, 
Nor  fhall  I  trulx  thy  word   in  vain  : 
Let  mourning  fouls  addrefs  the  Lord, 
And  find  relief  from  ail  their  pain, 

j  Great  is  his  love,  and  large  his  grace, 
,  Thro'  the  redemption  of  his    Son  ; 
He  turns   our  feet  from  finful  ways. 
And  pardons  what  our  hands  have  done,       { 

PSALM    CXXXI. 

Humility  and  SubmijJioH. 

1  TS  there  ambition  in  ray  heart  ? 
jL    fearch  gracious  God  and  fee ; 
Or  do  I  aft   a  haughty  part  I 

Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee, 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  {till^ 

and  all  my  carriage  mild, 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
and  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  foul,  the  lowly  mind, 

mail  have  a  large  reward  ; 

Let  faints  in  forrow  lie  refign'd, 

and  truft  a  faithful  Lord. 

PSALM  CXXXII.  5,  23,  18,  Long  Metre; 

At  the  fettlement  of  a  Church  ;    or,  The 
Ordination  of  a  Minifler. 

1  f  ¥  THERE  mail  we  go  to  feek  and  find 
\V       An  habitation    for  our    God, 

A- dwelling  for  \%\  eternal  mind, 
Among!!  the  fons  of  flefh  and  blood! 

2  The  God  of  Z ion  chofe  the  hill 
Gf  Zhn  for  his  ancient  reft  ; 
And  Z.ion  is  his  dwelling  ftill, 

His  church  is  with  his  prefence  b'eii. 


262        PSALM     CXXXIL 

3  Here  will  I  fix  my  gracious  throne, 
And  reign  forever,  faith  the  Lord  ; 
Here  (hall  my  pow'r  and  love  be  known* 
And  bItiTing3  mall  attend  my  word. 

4  Here  will   I  meet  the  hungry  poor, 
And  fill  their  fouls  with  living  bread  ; 
Sinners  that  wait  before   my  door 
With  fweet  provision  mall  be  fed. 

5  Girded  with  truth,  and  cloth  d  with  grac- 
My  priefts,  my  minifters  (hall  ihine  : 

Not  Aaron  in  his  colli y  drefs, 
Made  an  appearance  fo  divine. 

6  The  faints,  unable  to  contain 

Their  inward  joys,  mall  ihouc  and  ling 
The  Son  of  David  here  ihall  reign. 
And  Zion  triumph  in  her  King. 

[7  Jefus  ma^  fee.. a  numerous  feed 
Born  here  t*  uphold  his  glorious  name  ; 
His  crown  mail  flouriih  on  his  head, 
While  all  his  foes  are  cloth'd  with  fhame.] 

PSALM.  CXXXII.  4,  5,  7,  8,  15—17, 
Common  Metre. 
A  Church  tftablified. 
[1  "^JO  fleep  nor  ilumber  to  his  eyes 
JL^r    good  Dc.vid  would  afford. 
'Till  he  had.  found  below  the   ikies 
a  duelling  for  the  Lord. 

5  The  Lord  in  Zion  placM  his  name, 
his  ark  was  fettled  there  ; 
To  Zion  the  whole  nation  came,, 
to  worfhip  thrice  a  year. 

3  But  we  have  no  fuch  lengths  to  go, 
nor  wander  far  abroad  ; 
Where-e'er  thy  faints  allemble  dows  , 
*hexe  is  a  houfe  for  God. J 


PSALM    CXXXIIL      263 

P    A    U    S   E. 

4  Arife,  O  King  of  Grace,   arife, 

and  enter  to  thy  reft, 
Lo  !    thychurxh  waits  with  longing  eyes, 
thus  to  be  own'd  and  blefl. 

5  Enter  with  all  thy  glorious  traiSj  * 

thy   fpirit  and  thy  word ; 
All  that  the  ark  did  once  contain 
could  no  fuch  grace  afford. 

6  Here,  mighty  God,  accept  cur  vows, 

here  let  thy  praife  be  fpread  ; 
Blefs  the   proviflons   of   thy    houfe, 
and  fill  thy  poor  with  bread. 

7  Here  let  the  Son  of  David  reign, 

let  God's  anointed  fhine  ; 
Juflice  and   truth  his  courts  maintain, 
with  love  and  pow'r  divine 

8  Here  let  him  hold  a  lairing  throne, 

and  as  his  kingdom  grows, 
Freih  honours  ihali   adorn  his  croT.vn, 
and  fhame  udorn    his  fees. 


Brotherly   Love. 

1  T     O,  what  an   entertaining  fight 

J J     are  brethren   that  agree 

Brethren,  whofe  chearful  hearts  unite 

in   bonds  of  piety  ! 

2  When  dreams  of  love  from  ChrifL  the  fpring, 

defcend  to  ev'ry  foul, 
And  heav'nly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 
(hades  and  bedews  the  whole. 

3  'Tis  like   the  oil  divinely  fweet 

on  Aaron's   rev'iend  head, 
The  trickling  drops  perfum'd  his  feet^ 
and  c/er    his   garments  fpread. 


264       PSALM  CXXXIH. 

4  'Tis   pleafant  as  the    morning  dews, 
that  fall  on  Z    n  s  hill, 
Where  God  his  rr.iideit  gl^ry  (hews, 
and   makes  his  grace  diftil. 

P  S  A  L  M     CXXX1IL   Short  Metre. 

Communion  of  fainis  ;   or,   Love  and  wcrjhip  in 

a  fa??i;!y. 

LEST  are  the  Tons  of  peace, 
3  whofe  hearts  and  hopes  are  one: 
VVhe  (efigns  to  ferve  and  pleafe;    ■ 

thro"'    al!  their  actions  run. 

2  Bleft  is  the  pious  houXe, 
where  zeal  and  friendftnp  meet, 

Their  fongs  of  praife,  their  mingled  vov/s.; 
make  their  communion  i'weet. 

3  Thus  when  on  Aarvtt*  head 
they  pour'd  the  rich  perfume, 

The  oil  thro''  aii  his  raiment  fpread, 
and  pleafure  fili'd  the  room. 

4  Thus  on  the  heav'nly  hills 
the  faints  are  bleft  above, 

Where  joy  like  morning  dew  diflils, 
and  all  the  air  is  love, 

PSALM    CXXXIIL-  As  the  i22dPfalm. 
%be  hfefwgs  of  friend/hip. 

i   T  TOW  pleafant  'tis  to  fee 
XjL   Kind'red  and  friends  agree, 

Each  in  their  proper  ftation  move, 
A^d  each  fulfil  their  part 
With  fympathizing  heart, 

In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love ! 

2  'Tis  like  tiie  ointment  (lied 
On  Aarsv'%  facred  head, 


P  S  A  L  M     CXXXIV.       265 

Divinely  rich,  divinely  fweet ; 

The  oil  thro'   all    the  room 

Diffus'd  a  choice  perfume. 
Ran  thiough  his  robes,   and  bleft  his  feet, 

g  Like   fruitful  fliov/rs  of  rain 

That  water  all  the  plain, 
Defcending  from  the  neighb'nng  hills; 

Such  ftreams  of  pleafure  roll 

Through  ev'ry  friendly  fr.« I, 
Where  loye  like  heav'nly  dew  diflills. 

[Repeat  the  firji  Jlanza  to  compleat  the  tune,"] 

PSALM    CXXXIV. 
Daily  and'nightfy  devJion. 

1  XT&  that  obey trT  immortal  King, 

X       attend  his  holy  place, 
Bow  to  rhe  glories  of  his  pcw'r, 
and  blefs  his  wond'rous  grace. 

2  Lift    up  yonr  hands  by  morning  light, 

and  fend  your  fouis  on  high  ; 
Raife  your    admiring   thoughts  by  night, 
above  the  flarry  fey. 

3  The  God  of  Zisn  cheers  our  hearts 

with  rays  of  quick'ning  grace; 
The  God  that  fpread  the  heav'ns  abroad, 
and  rules  the  f welling  feas. 

PSALM    CXXXV.  1-4,  14,  19,-21; 

Fir  ft  Part.     Long  Metre. 

The  church  is  God's  houfe  and  care, 

1   I)'*-  A I S  E    ye  the  Lord  ;  exalt  his  naffiS? 
JL     While  in  his  holy  courts  ye  wait. 
Ye  faints,  that  to  his  houfe  belong, 
Or  Hand  attending  at  his  gate. 

Y 


*66       P  S  A  L  M     CXXXV. 

2  Praife  ye  the  Lord  ;  the  Lord  is  good  : 
To   praife  his    name  is  fweet    employ  ; 
If  el    he  chofe  of  old,  and  ftiii 

His    church  is  his  peculiar  joy. 

3  The  Lord  himfeif  will  judge  his  faints  : 
He  treats  his  fer varus  as  his  friends  ; 
And  when  he  hears   their  fore  complaints, 
Repents  the  forrows  that  he  fervds. 

4.  Thro'   ev'ry  age   the  Lord  declares 

His  name,  and  breaks   th'  opnreiTcr's  rod; 
He  gives  his  i'uff'rii.g  fervants  ieft, 
And  will  be  known   ih"  Almighty   God. 

5  Blefs  ye  the  Lord,  who  tafle  his  love, 
People  and  priefts  exalt  his  name  : 
Amongft  his  faints  he  ever   dwells  : 
His  church  is  his  Jerufalem. 

PSALM     CXXXV.     $—\z:   SecovJ  Part. 

The  ivcrks  of  creation^  providence?  redem'ti^i  of 
Ifrae!,  and  deftruclim  of  enemies. 

1  /^(REAT  is  the  Lord,  exalted  high, 
VJT  Above  all  pow'rs  and  ev'r)  throne  : 
Whatever  he  pleafe  in  eanh  or  lea, 

Or  heav'n  or  hell,  his  hand  hath  done. 

2  At  his  command  the  vapours  rife, 
The  light'nings  flafh,  the  thunders  roar, 
He  pours  the  rain,  he  brings  the  wind 
At  id  tempeft  from  his  airy  fiore. 

2  *Tw  is  He  thofe  dreadful  tokens  lent, 
O    Eg^pti   thro1  rby  (htbborn  land  ; 
When  all   thy   firft  born,    beaft  and  men, 
Fell  d<    d  by  his  avenging  hand. 

4  What    mighty  nations,  mighty   kings, 
He  flew,  snd  their  whole  country  gave 
To    [<re  ■  whom   his  hand  redeem'd, 
No  more  to  be  proud  Pharaoh's  flave  •' 


PSALM     CXXXV.       267 

5  Hi?  powV  the  fame,  the   fame  his   grace, 
That  faves  us  from  the  hofts  of  hell ; 
And  heav'n  he  gives  us  to  poffefs, 
Whence  thofe  apoftate  angels  fell. 

PSALM     CXXXV.     Common  Metro 

Praife  due  to  God,  not  to  Idols. 
2    A   WAKE  ye  faints  to  praife  your  King? 
J~\     your  fweeteft  pafTior.s  raife, 
Your  pious  pleafure,    while   you  fmg, 
increafing  with  the  praife. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord  ;  and  works  unknown 

are  his  divine  employ  : 
But  fr.il!  his  faints  are  near  his  throne, 
his  treafure   and  his  joy. 

3  Heav'n,  earth  and  fea,  confefs  his  hand ; 

he   bids   the   vapouis  rife; 
Lightning  and  ftarm  at  his  command 
fweep  through  the  founding  ikies. 

4  All  pow'r  that  gods  or  kings  have  claim'd,. 

is  found   with  him  alone  ; 
But  Heathen  gods  fhould  ne'er  be  nam'd. 
where  our   Jehovah's  known. 

5  Which  of  the  flocks  or  Hones  they  trufl 

can  give  them  ihow'rs  of  rain  ? 
In  vain  they   worfhip  glitt'ring  dull, 
and  pray  to  gold  in  vain. 

T6  Their  gods  have  tongues    that  cannot  talk, 
fuch  as  their  makers  gave  ; 
Their  feet  were  ne'er  defign'd  to  walk, 
nor  hands  have  pow'r  to  fave^ 

•7  Blind  are   their  eyes,  their   e«irs  are  d&S, 
nor  hear  when  mortah  pray  ; 
Mortals  that  wait  for  their  relief, 
are  blind  and  deaf  as  they.] 


1 68         PSALM    CXXXVI. 

3  O  Britain,  know  thy  living  God, 
{txvt  him  with  faith  and  fear  ; 
He  makes  thy  churches  his  abode, 
and  claims  thine  honours  there, 

PSALM    CXXXVI.  Common  Metre. 
God's  wonders  of creation,  providence,  redemp- 
tion c/Tfrael,  and  falvation  of  his  people. 
i  /~^  IVE  thanks  to  God  the  fov'reigo  Lord; 
VJT     his  ?nercies  ft  ill  endure  ! 
And  be  the  King  of  kings  ador'd : 
his   truth   is   ever  Jure. 

2  What  wonders  hath  his  wifdom  done; 

how  mighty  is  his  hand ! 
Heav'h,  earth,  and  fea,  he  fram'd  aloner 
how  wide  is  his  command  I 

3  The  fun  fupplies  the  day  with  light; 

how  bright   his  counfels  fhine  J 
The  moon  and  ftars  adorn  the  night: 
his  works  are  all  divine, 

[4  He  ftruck  the  fons  of  Egypt  dead.; 

how  7nighty  is- his  rod  f 
And  thence  with  joy  his   people  led'  .• 
how  gracious  is  our  God  ! 

5  He  cleft   the  fwelling  fea  in  two ; 
his  arm  is  great   in   might  : 
And  gave  the  tribes  a  pafTage  through: 
his  powr  and  grace  unite. 

6  But  Pharaoh's  army  there  he  drown'd ; 

how  glorious  are  lit  ways  J 
And  brought  his  faints  thro*  defart  ground: 
eternal   be  his  praife. 

7  Great  monarcbs  fell  keneath  his  hand ; 

vi  dor  ions  is  his  fword  : 
While  Ifrcl  took  the  promis'd  land  ; 
and  faithful  is  his  word.~] 


P  S  A  L  M     CXXXVI.       2% 

S  He  faw  the  nations  dead  in  fin; 
he  felt  his  pity  move  : 
How  fad  the  ftate  the  world  was  in  J 
hcnu  boundlefs  was  his  love  / 

9  He  fent  to  fave  us  from  our  woe  ; 
his  goodnefs    never  fails  : 
From  death  and  hell,  and  ev'ry  fee  ; 
and  Jiill  his  grace  prevails. 

jo  Give  thanks  to  God,  the  heav'nly  king, 

his  mercies  fill   endure  : 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  praifes  ling: 
his  truth  is   evsr  Jure* 

PSALM  CXXXVI.  As  the  148th  Pfahn!. 

1  4T^  IV  E   thanks  to  God  mod  high, 
V>-X  The  univerfal  Lord  : 

The  fov'reign  King  of  kings; 
And  be  his  grace  ador'd. 

His  poiv'r  and  grace 

Are  Jiill  the  fame  1 

jind  let  his  name 

Have  endlefs  praife. 

2  How  mighty  is  bis  hand  ! 
What  wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  form'd  the  earth  and  feas, 
And  fpread  the  heav'ns  alone. 

Thy    mercy,   Lord, 
Shall  Jiill  endure  % 
And  ever  fure 
Abides   thy  <word> 

3  His  wifdom  fram'd  the  fun, 
To  crown  the  day  with  light  $ 

The  moon  and  twinkling  ftarsj;  :. 

To  «h$ar  the  darkfomenigbtv 

X  i 


2;o       PSALM    CXXXVT. 

His  power  and  grace 

Are  J] ill  the  fames 

And  let  his   nam? 

Have    endlejs   praife . 
[4.  Ke  fmote  the  firft-born  fens, 
The  flow'r  of  Egypt  t  dead, 
And  thence  his  cliofen  tribe? 
With  joy  and  glor)T  led. 

Thy  mercyt    Lord, 

Shall  J}  ill  endure; 

And  ever  fur e 

Abides  thy  word. 
5  Kis  pow'r  and  lifted  rod 
Cleft  the    Red-Sea  in  two: 
Aiid  for  his  people  made 
A   wond*rous  paffage    through, 

His  poivr  and  grace 

Are  fiill  the  fa?ue  ; 

And  let  his  name 

Have  endlefs  praife. 
€  Put  cruel  Pharaoh  there 
With  all  his  hoft  he  drown  <dj 
^nd  brought  his  Ifrel  fafe 
Through  along  defart  ground. 

Thy  mercy ,   Lord, 

Shall ftill  endure  : 

And  ever  fure 

Abides   thy   ivord. 

P  A  u.  s   2. 
j  The  kings  of  Canaan  fell 
Beneath  his  dreadful   hand; 
While  his  own  fervants  took. 
SofTeflion  of  their  land. 

His  poiv'r  and  grace 
Are  fiill  the  fatne\ 
And  let  his  name 
Have  endlefs  fraife^ 


PSALM     CXXXVJ,      iy& 

t  He  faw  the  nations  lie 
All  perifhing  in  fin, 
And  pity'dtlle  fad  fhte 
The  i  uin'd  world  was  in. 

Thy  mercy,    Lord, 

Shall  ftill  endure  § 

And   ever  Jure 

Abides  thy   nvgrJ- 
f  He  fent  his  only,  fon 
To  fave  us  from  our  Woe^ 
From  Satan,  fin  and  deaths. 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  foe. 

His    ponu'r  and  grace. 

Are  ftill  1  he  fame  ; 

And  let  his^  name 

Have   endlefs   praifi- 
K>  Gire  thanks  aloud  to  God, 
To  God   the  heav'nly  king: 
And  let  the  fpacious  earth 
His  works  and  gloiies  fing, 

Thy   mercy,  Lord, 

Shall  fill  endure ; 

And  ever  Jure 

Abides   thy  <wcrd. 

P  S  A  L  MXXXXVI.'  Abridged.  Long  Metre* 

1  df~^  IVE   to  the  Lord  immortal  praife  I 
VJT   Mercy  and  truth   are  all  his  ways? 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercy  in  your  fong. 

2  Give  to  the  Lord  of  Lords  renown, 
The  King  of  Kings  with  glory  crown; 
His    mercies  ever  fball  endure, 

When  lords  and  kings  are  kneiun  no  fnore, 

3  He  built  the  earth,  he  fpread  the  iky, 
And  fix'd  the  ilarry  lights  on  high  ; 
Wonders  of  grace  to  God  behng9  " 
Befeat  iff  mercy  in  your  fing* 


*ji     PSALM    CXXXVHf. 

4  He  fills  the  fan  with  morning   light, 
He  bids  the  moon  dire<5t  the  night  : 
His   mercies  ever  Jhall  endure, 

When  funs  and  moons  Jlmll  JJjine  no  mors. 

5  The  Jews  he  freed  from  Pharaoh's   hand. 
And  brought  them  to  the  promis'd  land  : 
Wonders  of  grace  t$  God  belong, 
Repeat  his  mercy  in  your  Jong. 

%  He  faw  the  Gentiles  dead  in  fin, 
And  felt  his  pity  work   within  : 
His  mercies  ever  Jhall  endure, 
When    death  and  Jin  Jhall  reign  no  more. 

7  He   fent  his  fon  with  pow*r   to  fave 
From  guilt  and  darknefs,    and  the  grave  : 
Wonders    of  grace  to  God   belong. 
Repeat  his  mercy  in  your  Jong- 

$  Thro'  this  vain  world  he  guides  our  feet, 
And  leads  us  to  his  heav'nly  feat  : 
His  mercies  ever  Jhall  endure, 
When   this   vain  world  Jhall  be  no  more. 

PSALM    CXXXVIII. 

Rt/loring  and  preferving    Grace. 

1  F  \\7  ITH  all  my  pow'rs  of  heart  and  tongue 
L  VV    I'll  praife  my  maker  in  rnyfong; 
Angels  mail  hear    he  notes  I  raife, 

Appj  ove  the  fong.  and  join  the  praife. 

2  Angels  that  make  the  church  their  care 
Shall  witnefs  my  devotion  there, 

W'  ile  holy  zeul  directs  my  eyes 
To  thy  fair  temple  in  the  ikies.] 

3  1*11  ling  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord3 
I'll  fir rg   he  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Not  ail  the  works  and  names   below 
So  much  thy  pqw'k  mi  glory  .(how. 


PSALM     CXXXIX.     zf$ 

4  To  God  I  cry'd  when  troubles  rofe  • 
He  heard  nie  and  fubdu'd  my  foes  ; 
He  did  my  rifing  fears  controul, 

And  ilrength  difFus'd  thro'  all  my  foul. 

5  The  God  of  heav'n  maintains  his  fcate, 
Frowns    on  the  proud,  and  fcorns  the  great  ; 
But  from  his  throne  defcends  to  fee 

"the  fons  of  humble  poverty. 

6  Amidft  a   thoufand  fnares  I  ftand 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 
Thy  words  my  fainting  fcul  revive* 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

7  Grace  will  compleat  what  grace  begins, 
To  fave  from  forrow  or  from  fins  : 
The  work  that  wifdom  undertakes 
Eternal  mercy  ne'er  forfakes. 

P  SALM    CXXXIX.    Fir/}  Pari, 
Long  Metie. 

The   All-feeing  Cod. 

1  T     0  RD,  thou  haft  fearch'd  and  feen  me  thro*? 
I    J  Thine  eye  commands  with  piercing  view 

My  rifing  and  my  refting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flefh  with  all  their  pow'rs. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  diftin&ly  known  ; 
He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  fpeak, 
E'er  from  my  op'ning  lips  they  break* 

3  Within  thy  circling  pow'r  I  ftand  y. 
On  ev'ry  fide  I  tmd  thy  hand  : 
Awake,    afleep,  at  home,  abroad,, 

I  am  funounded  ftill  with  God., 


274  PSALM  CXXXIX. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vail  and  great  ! 
What  large  extent  !    what  lofty  heigh:  ; 
My  foul  with  ail  the  pow'rs  I  boaft 

Is  in  the  boundlefs  profpect  loft. 

5  0  may  thefe  thoughts  pojfefs  my  breajl, 
Whcre-ier  1  rove,  nvhere-e'er  I  reft  : 
Nor  let  my  weaker  pufions  dart 
Confent  to  fin,  for  God  is  there. 

Pause     I. 

6  Could  1  h  falfe,  fo  faithlefs  prove, 
To   quit  thy  iervice  and  thy  love, 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  prefence  (Hi 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ? 

7  If  up  to  heav'n  I  take  my  flight, 

'Tis  there  thou  dweli'ft  inthron'u  in  tight; 
Or  dive  to  hell,  there  vergeance  reigns, 
And  Satan  groans  beneath   thy  chains. 

£  If  mounted  on  the  morning  ray 
I   fly  beyond    the  Wjflern  fea, 
Thy  fwifter  hand  would   fh  ft  arrive, 
And  there  arrefl  thy  fugitive. 

9  Or  fhould  I  try  to    fhun  thy  fight 
Beneath  the  fpreading  veil  of  night. 
One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray, 
Would  kindle  darknefs  into  day. 

FO  0  may  ttieje  thoughts  poffefs  my  hre-aft* 
Where-e'cr  I  rove,  <where-e'er  1  reft  I 
Nor  Jet  my  weaker  pajfions  dare 
Confent  to  ftn>  for  Cod  is  t/pere. 

Pause    II. 

II  The  veil  of  eight  is  no  difguife 
No  fcrsen  from  thy  all-fearching  eyes; 
Thy  hand  can  feize  thy  foes  as  loon 
Thro"  midniglw  ihades  as  blazing  noon. 


PSALM     CXXXJX.       z75 

n   Midnight  and  noon  in  this  agree. 

Great  Gcd  they're  both  alike  to  thee  ; 

Not  death  fcari  hide  what  Gcd  will  fpy, 

And  bell  lies  naked  to  his  eye. 
12   0  way  thefe  thoughts  pojfefs  my  brea/2, 

IVhere-e* er  I  rrte,  nxhera'y^et  I  nji  ! 

Nor  let  my  weaker  pajfions    dare 

Confent  Yo  fin,  for   God  is   ther*. 

PSALM  CXXXIX.  Second  Part  LongMetre- 
The  wonderful  formation  of  Man, 

WAS  from  thy  hand,  my  God,  I  came 
A  wctk  of  luch  a  Cuiious  frame  ; 
In  me  thy  Fearfdl  wonders   (hine. 
And  each  prcckims  thy  ikil!  divine. 

2  Thine   eyes  did  -ill  my  limbs  furvey, 
Which  yet  in  dark   confuiion  lay  ; 
Thou    faw'ft  the  daily  growth   they  took, 
Fofm'd  by  the  model. of    thy   book. 

3  By  thee  my  growing  parts  were  nam'd, 
And  what  thy  fov'reiga    council?  fram'd 
(The  breathing  lungs,  efee  feeaiing  heirt) 
Wascopy'd  with  unerring  art. 

4  At  lail  to  (hew  my   maker's  :»ame, 
God  itamp'd  his  image  on  my.  frame, 
And  in  Tome  unknown  moment  join'd 
Thefmifh'd  members  to  the  mind. 

5  There  the  young  feeds  of  thought  began, 
And  all  the  paffions  of  the  man  : 
Great  God,  our  infant'  nature  pays 
Immortal  tribute  to  thy  praife. 
P   a    u    s    E. 

*  Lord,  fuace  in  my  advancing  age 
I've  a&ed  on  life's    bufy  ftage, 
Thy  thoughts   of  love  to  me  Unmount 
The  pow'r   of  numbers  to  recount. 


2-]6       P  S  A  L  M     CXXXIX. 

7  I  could  furvey  the  ocean  o'er, 

And   court  each  Jand  that  makes  the  more., 
Pefbre  my  fwifteft  thoughts  corld  trace 
The  num'rous   wonders  of  thy  grace. 

8  These  on  my  heart  are  (till  impreiVd, 
With  thefe  I  give  my  eyes  to  reft; 
And  at  my  waking  hour  I  find 

God  and  hts  IcvepofFJs  my  mind. 

P   3  A  L  M    CXXXIX.    Third  Part. 
Long  Metre. 

Sincerity  profef,    and  grace  irfd*   or,    The 

heart-, ear ching  Cod. 

I    1\  /fY  Qod,  what  inward  grief  I  feel, 
JLVJL  When  impious  men  tranfgrefs  thy  will  I 
I  mourn  to  hear  their  lips  profane. 
Take  thy  tremendous  name  in  vain. 

%   Does  not  my  foul  deteft  and  hate 
The  for  s  of  malice  and  deceit  r* 
Thofe  that  oppofe  thy   laws  and  thee, 
I  count  them  enemies  to  me. 

3  Lord,  fearch  my  foul  try  ev'ry  thought ; 
Tho1  my  own  heart   accufe  me  not 

Of  walking  in   a  falfe  difguife, 
I  beg  the  trial  of  thine  eyes. 

4  Doth  fecret  mifchtef  lurk 'within  ? 
Do  I  indulge  fome  unknown  fin  ? 
O  turn  my   feet  when  e'er  I  ftray, 
And  lead  me  in  thy  perfect  way. 

PSALM    CXXXIX.    Firjl  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
God  is  every   where. 
N  all  my  vaft  concerns  with  thee, 
in  vain  my  foul  would  try 


i 


PSALM    CXXXIX,      277 

To  fhun  thy  prefence,  Lord,  or  flee 
the  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thy  all  furrounding  fight  furveys 

my  rifing    and  my  reft, 
My  public    walks,  my  private  ways, 
and  fecrets  of  my  breaft. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord 

before  they're  form  cl  within  ; 
And  e'er  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
he  knows  the  fenfe  I  mean. 

4  O  wond'rc  us  knowledge,  d&ep  and  high  ! 

where  can   a  creature  hide  r" 
'   Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
beiet  on  ev'ry  fide. 

5  So  let   thy    grace  furround    me  fttll, 

and  like  a  bulwark   prove, 
To  guard  my  foul    from  ev'ry  ill, 
fecur'd  by  fov'reign  love. 

Pause. 

6  Lord,  where  mail  guilty  fouls  retire, 

forgotten  and  unknown  ! 
Ic  he!i  they  meet  thy  dreadful  fire, 
in  heav'n  thy  glorious  throne. 

7  Should   I  fupprefs  ray  vital  breath 

to  'fcape  the  wrath  divine, 
Thy  voice  would  break  the  bars  of  death, 
and   make  the   grave   refign. 

8  Ifwing'd  with  beams  of  morning-light 

I  fly  beyond  the  wefl, 
Thy  hand  which  muft  fupport  my  flight, 
would  foon  betray  my  reft. 

9  If  o'er  my  fins  I  think  to  draw 

the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Thofe  flaming  eyes  that  guard  thy  law 
wou'dturn  the  (hades  to   light. 


tyS      PSALM     CXXXIX. 

io  The  beams  of  noon,  the  mid  night -hour, 
are   both  alike  to  thee  : 
O  may  I  ne'er  provoke  that  pow'r 
from  which  I  cannot  iiee  ! 

PSALM^  CXXXIX.     Second  Part. 

Common  Metre. 

Thewifaotn  of  God  in  the  fir  mat  ion  of  man. 

1  \T7HEN  I  with  pleafmg  wonder  ftantf, 

V  V     and  all  my  curious  frame  furvey, 
Lord,  'tis    thy  work  j    I  own,  thy  hand 
thus  built  my  humble*-:!  y. 

2  Thy  hand  my  heart  and  reins  po: 

where  unborn   nature  grew, 
Thy  wifdom  all  my  features  me'd, 
and  all  my  members  drew 

3  Thine  eyes  with  niceft  care  furvcy'd 

the  growth    of  ev'ry   part, 
'Till  the  whole  fcheme  thy  thought*;  had  Uid 
was  copy'd  by    thy   art. 

4  Heav'n,  earth  and  lea,  and  fire  and  wind, 

fhew  me  thy  wond'rous  fkill  ; 
But  I  review  myielf  and  find  ( 

diviner  wonders  Hill. 

5  Thy  awful  glories  round  me  mine, 

my  flem  proclaims  thy  praife  ; 
Lord,  to  thy  works  of  nature  join 
thy  miracles  of  grace. 

PSALM  CXXXIX.  14,  1 7, 1 1,  Third  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
The  mercies  of  Cod  innumerable. 
An   Evening  Pfalm. 
x  T     GRD,  when  I  count  thy  mercies  o'er; 
A-J  they  ftrike  me  with  furprize  ; 
Not  all  the  lands  that  fpead  the  fnore.  . 
to  equal  numbers  rife. 


PSALM  CXLI.  CXLIL    279 

t  My  Mem  proclaims  thy  praife  ; 
the  producl  of  thy  Ikill, 
And  hourly  bleffings  from  thy  hands 
thy  thoughts  of  love  reveal. 

g  Thefe  on  my  heart  by  night  I  keep ; 
how  kind  how  dear  to  me  ! 
O  may  the*  hour  that  ends>  my  ileepj 
ftill  find  my  thoughts  with  thee  . 

FSAL  M    CXLI.    Ver.   2,  3,  4,  5, 
Watchfulnefs  and  Brotherly  reproof. 
A    Morning  or  Evening  Pfalm. 
x  Ik  J*Y  God,  accept  my  early  vows, 
JlVJL  Like  morning  incenie  in  thy  houfe3> 
r^nd  let  my  nightly  woribip  riie, 
Sweet  as  the  ev'ning  facrifice* 

2  Watch  o'er  my  lips,  and  guard  them,  Lord5 
From  every  ra(h  and  heedlefs  word  j 

JSfor  let  my  feet  incline  to  tread 
The  guilty  path  where  finners  lead. 

3  O  may  the  righteous,  when  I  ftray, 
Smite  and  reprove  my  wand'ring  way! 
Their  gentle  words,  like  ointment  medr 
Shall  never  bruifs,  but  cheer  my  head* 

4  When  I  behold  them  preft  with  grief,. 
I'll  cry  to  heav'n  for  their  relief ;; 
^ind  by  ray  waTm  petitions  prove 
How  much  I   prize  their  faithful  love*' 

P  S  A  L  M    CXLIE 

God  is   the  hope    ef  the   belphfs. 
1    /  I  aq  qq£  1  macje  R1y  forro  w's  knowo, 
X     from  God  I  fought  relief  ; 
In  long  complaints  before  his  throne 
I  pour'd  out  all  my  grief. 
z  My  foul  was  overwhelmed  with  woss>. 
my  heart  began  to  break  ; 


fc* 


**o  PSALM  CXLIIL 

My  God,  who  all  my  burdens  knows, 
he  knows  the  way  I  take. 

3  On  ev'ry  fide  I  call  mine  eye, 

and  found  my  helpers  gone, 
While  friends  and  (hangers  pall  me  by. 
negleded  and  unknown. 

4  Then  did  I  raife  a  louder   cry, 

and  call'd  thy  mercy  near, 
"    1  -iiou   art  my  portion  when    I  die, 
"  be  thou  my  refuge  here.'' 

5  Lord,  I  am  brought  exceeding  low, 

now  let  thine  ear  attend, 
And  make  my  foes  who  vex  me  know 
I've  an   almighty  friend. 

€  f  rem  my  fad  prifon  fet  me  free, 
then  mail  I  praife  thy  name, 
And  holy  men  fhall  join  with  me 
thy  kindnefs  to  proclaim. 

PSALM    CXLIIL 

Complaint  of  heavy  off  idiom  Ir.  mind  and  bod) 

1  1VTY  ri§hteGUS  Jut]£c>  ™y  gracious  God 
lYl  Hear  when  I  fpread  my  hands  abroa 
And  cry  f  r  fuccour  from  thy  throne, 
O  make   thy  truth  and  mercy  known. 

2  Let  judgment  not  againft  me  pafs  ; 
Behold  thy  fervant  pleads   thy  gracj; 
Should  juilice  call  us  to  thy  bar, 
No  man  alive  is  guild  sfs  there. 

3  Look  down  in  pity,  Lord,   and  fee 
TLe  mighty  woes  that  burden  me  ; 
Down  to  the  dull  my  life  is  brought, 
Like  one  long  bury'd  and  forgot. 

4  I  dwell   in  darknefs  and  unfeen, 
My  heart  is  defolate  within: 


FSAL  M  CXLIII.         285 

My  thoughts  in  mufing  filence  trace 
The  ancient  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

5  Thence  I  derive  a  glimpfe  of  hope 
To  bear  my  finking  fpirits  up ; 

I  ftretch  my  hands  to  God  again, 
And  thirffc  like  parched  lands  for  rain,, 

6  For  thee  I  thirft,  1  pray,  I  mourn  : 
When  will  thy  fmiling  face  return  I, 
Shall  all  my  joys  on  earth  remove  ? 
And  God  forever  hide  his  love? 

7  My  God3  thy  long  delay  to  fave 
Will  fink,  thy  pris'ner  to  the  grave  ; 

My  heart  grows  faint,  and  dim  mine  eysj-. 
Make  hafte  to  help  before  I --die* 

'i  The  night  is  witnefs  to  my  tears* 
Diftrefling  pains,  diflreiling  fears  : 

0  might  I  hear  thy  morning  voice, 
How  would  my  weary  M  pow'rs.  rejoiced 

9'  In  thee  I   •  ruft,  to  thee  I  figh, 
And  lift  cny  heavy  foul  on  high  ;■■ 
For  thee  fit  waiting   all  the  day, 
And  wear  the  tirefome  hours  away, 

30  Break*  off  my  fetters*  Lord,    and  mow 
Which  is  the  path  my  feet  fhould  go  ; 
If  fnares  and  foes  befet  the  road, 

1  flee  to  hide  me  near  my  God, 

1 1  Teach  me  to  do  thy  holy  will, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  heav'nly  hill  i 
Let  the  good  fpirit  of  thy  love 
Conduct  me  to  thy  courts  above. 

12  Then  fhall  my  foul  no  more  complain^ 
The  tempter  then  (hall  rage  in  vain  ; 
And  flelh  that  was  my  foe  before, 
Shall  never  vex  my  fpirit  more*. 

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a*2        PSALM     CXLIV. 

PSALM  CXLIV.  i,  2.    FirfiParr. 

AJjiflance  and  Viclory  in  the  [piritual  warfare. 

I   T^OR  ever  bleffed  be  the  Lord, 
X      rny  Saviour  and  my  ihield  ; 
He  fends  his  fpirit   with  his  word, 
to  arm  me  for  the  field. 

5  When  fin  and  hell  their  force    unite, 
he  makes  my  foul  his  care, 
Inftrucls  me  to  the  heav'nly  fight, 
and  guards   me   thro-   the  war. 

3  A  friend  and  helper  fo  divine 
doth  my  weak  courage  raife: 
He  makes  the  glorious  vicVry  mine* 
and  his  mail  be  the   praife. 

PSALM  CXLIV.  3,  4,  5,  6.  Second  Par. 

The  vanity  tf  man>  and  andefctnfion  of  Goa 

1  T     ORD,  what    is  man,  poor  feeble  ma 
g   J    born  of  the  earth  at  firfl  ? 

His  i:.e  a   fhadow,  light  and  vain, 
iliil  having  to  the  duiL 

2  O   what  is    feeble    dying  man, 

or  any  of  his  race, 
That  God  fhould  make   it  bis  concern 
to  vifit  him  with  grace  ? 
g  That  God  who  d^rts  his  Hght'nihgs  down,, 
who  makes  the  worlds  abovej 
And  mountains  tremble  at  his  frown, 

how  wond'rous  is  his  love  ! 
PSALM  CXLIV.   12  —  15.   Third  Pari. 
Grace  above  riches;  or,  The  happy  nation. 
I  T  y-\PPY  the  city  where  their  fons, 
'liars  round   a  palace  fet, 

1    ->  poIHYd  ftoBes, 
■aftate, 


PSALM     CXLV.        &% 

2  Happy  the  country,  where  the  fheep, 
Cattle  and  corn  have  large  increafe ; 
Where   men  fecurely  work  or  fleep, 
Nor  Tons  of  plunder  break  their  peace* 

3  Happy  the  nation  thus  endow'd, 
But  more  divinely  bleft  are  thofc: 
On  wbom  the  all-fufiicient  God 
Himfelf  with  all  his  grace  bellows. 

PS.U  M  CXLV.  Long  Metre.. 

The  Greatmfs  cf  God. 

Y  God,  my  King,  thy  various  praife 


■M 


Shall  fill  the  remnant  of  my  days.; 
Thy  grace  employ  my  humble  tongue, 
Till  death  and  glory  raife  the  fong. 

2  The  wings  of  ev'ry  hour  fhall  bear 
Some  thankful  tribute  to  thine  ear  ; 
And  evrry  fetting  fun  mall  fee 
New  works  of  duty  done  for  thee:. 

3  Thy  truth  and  juftice  I'll  proclaim; 
Thy  bounty  flows,   an  endlefs  ftream .* 
Thy  mercy  fwift ;  thine  anger  flow, 
But  dreadful  to  the  ilubborn  foe. 

4  Thy  works   with,  fov'reign  glory  mine, 
And  fpeak  thy  Majefty  divine; 

Let  Britain  round  her  mores,  proclaim* 
The  found  and  honour  of  thy  name. 

5  Let  diftant  times  and  nations  raife 
The  long  fuccellion   of  thy  praife  ; 
And  unborn   ages  make  my  fong 
The  joy   and  labour  of  their  tongue, 

6  But  who  can  foeak  thy  wond'rous  deeds; 
Thy  greatnefs  all  our    thoughts  exceeds  \ 
Vaft  and  unfearchable  thy    v'ays, 

Vaft  and  immortal  be  thy  praife. 


2$  4         PSALM     CXLV. 

PSALM  CXLV.  1-7.  1 1- 13.  FirftPart: 

Common  Metre. 
The  Greatmfs    of  God. 

1  T     ONG   as   I  live  I'll  blefs  thy  name, 
I   4     my  King,  my  God  of  love  ; 

My  work  and  joy  {hall  be  the  fame 
in  the  bright  world  above. 

2  Great   is  the  Lord,  his  pow'r  unknown, 

and  let  his  praife  be  great  : 

I'll  fing  the  honours  of  thy  throne, 

thy   works  of  grace   repeat. 

3  Thy  grace  fhall  dwell    upon  my  tongue  ;. 

and   while   my   lips   rejoice, 
The   men  that  hear  my  facred  fong 
mall  join  their  chearful  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  fons  fhall  teach  thy  name, 

and  children  learn  thy  ways  ; 

Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 

and  nations  found  thy  praife. 

5  Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 

fhall  thro'  the  world  be  known  ; 
Thine  arm  ofpow'r,  thy  heav'nly  ftare, 
with  public   fplendor  mown. 

6  The  world  is  manag'd  by  thy   handss 

thy  faints  are  rul'd  by  love  ! 
And  thine  eternal  kingdom  itands, 
tho'    rocks  and  hill*  remove. 

P  S.AL.M  CXLV.  Second  Part.  ver.  j.&ca 
Common  Metre. 
The  Goodnefs  of  God. 
1   QJWEET  is  the  mem'ry  of  thy  grace, 
j^  my  God,  my  heav'nly  king, 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteoufnefs 
in  fongs  of  glory  fing. 

3  God  reigns  on  high,  but  not  confines 
his  goodnefs  to  the  flues  \. 


PSALM    CXLV.        *«5 

Thro*  the  whole  earth  his  bounty  mines, 
and  ev'ry  want  fuppUes. 
,  With  longing  eyes  thy  creatures  wait 
on  thee  for  daily  food,        _ 
Thy  lib'ral  hand  provides  their  meat, 
and  fills  their  mouths  with  good. 
4.  How  kind   are   thy  companions,  Lord  I 
how  (low  thine  anger   moves  ! 
But  foon  he  fends  his  pard'mng  word 
to  cheer  the  fouls  he  loves. 
5  Creatures  with   ail  their  endlefs  race 
thy  pow'r  and   praife  proclaim; 
But  faint's  that  tafte  thy  richer  grace 
delight  to  blefs   thy  name. 
PSALM  CXLV.    14,  17 '.  fc-  Third  Part. 
Common  Metre. 
Mercy  tofufferen  3  or,  God  hearing  prayer. 
1  T     E  T   ev'ry  tongue  thy  goodnefs  fpeak, 
j   J   thou  fov'reign  Lord  of  all ; 
Thy  ftrength  ning  hands  uphold   the  weak, 
and  raife  the  poor  that  fall. 
%  When  forrow  bows  thefpirit  down, 
or  virtue   lies  diftreft 
Beneath  fome  proud  oppreflbr's  frown, 
thou  giv'ft  the  mourners  reft. 

3  The  Lord  fupports  our  tott'ring  days, 

and  guides  our  giddy  youth ; 

Holy  and  juft  are  all   his  ways, 

and  all  his  words  are  truth. 

4  He  knows  the  pain  his  fervants  feel3 

he   hears    his    children  cry, 
And  their  beft  wifhes  to  fulfil 
his    grace    is  ever  nigh. 
5  His  mercy  never  mall  remove 
from  men   of  heart   fincere  ^ 


t%6       PSALM    CXLVI, 

.  He  faves  the  fouls  whofe  humble  Iotc 
is  join'd  with   holy  fear. 

[6  His  ftubbora  foes  his  fword  mail  flay, 
and  pierce  their  hearts  with  pain  ; 
But  none  that  ferve  the  Lord  (hall  fay; 
"  they  fought  his  aid  in  vain-"] 

[7  My  lips  fhall  dwell  upon  his  praife^ 
and  fpread  his  fame  abroad  ; 
Let  all  the  fons  of  Adam  raife 
the  honours  of  their  God, J 

PSALM    CXLVI.    Long  Metre.  * 

Praife  to  God  for  bis  Goodnefs  and  Truth*. 

1  T)K- AISE  ye  the  Lord,  my  heart  (hall  joia? 
X     Ib  works  fo  pleafant  and  divine, 
Now  while  the  flc(h  is  mine  abode, 

And  when  my  foul  afcends  to  God. 

2  Praife  ihall  employ  my  nobleil  pow'rs 
While  immortality  endures  : 

My  days  of  praife  (hall  ne'er  be  paft, 
While  IUq  and  thought,  and  being  lafl. 

3  Why  mould  I  make  a   man  my  truft  ; 
Princes  rauft  die  and  turn  to  dufl.; 

Their  breath  departs,  their  pomp  and  pow'r 
And  theughts   all    vasiifh  in   an  hour. 

4  Happy  the  man  whofs  hopes  rely 

On    ifreV*  God  :    He  made  the  fky, 
And  earth  and  feas,  with  all  their  traiD, 
And  none  (hall  find  his  promife  vain. 

5  His  truth   forever  ftands  fecure  ; 

He  faves  th'  oppreft,  he  feeds  the  poor  : 
He  fends   the  lab  ring  confcienee  peace, 
And  grants  the  pris'ner  fweet  releafe. 

6  The  Lord   hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind  ; 
The  Lord   fupports  the  finking  mind  : 


PSALM    CXLVi.       283 

He  helps  the  ftranger  in  diftrefe, 

The  widow  and  the  fatherlefs. 

He  loves  his  faints,  he   knows  them   well, 
But  <urns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 
Thy  God,  O  Ziot^  ever  reigns  ; 
Praife  him  in   everia/ting  ftrains. 
PSALM  CXLVf.  As  the  113th  Pfalm 
Praife  is  God  for  bis  Goodnefs   and  Truth 
T'LL  praife  my  Maker  with  my  breath  • 
J[    Ana  when  my  voice  is  loft  in  death 
Praife  mall  employ  my  nobler  powVs  3 


fy  da^'s  of  praif 

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Or  immo.r.taiity 

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Sought  and  being  laft, 
endu'ies. 

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heir  pomp  and  pov, 
%  1    ui  hour, 
-their  promife  good. 

Happy  the  man  whcfe  hopes  rely 
On  IffePs  God  :    He  made  the  fky, 

And  earth  and  feas  with  all  their  train  ; 
Bis  truth  forever  ftands  fecure; 
He  faves  th'  oppreft,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  noneihall  find  his  promife  vain. 

The  Lord  hath  eyes  to  give  the  blind ; 
The  Lord  fupports  the  finking  mind  ; 

He  fends  the  laboring  confcience  peace, 
He  helps  the    ftranger  in  diftrefs, 
The  widow   and  the  fatherlefs, 

And   grants  the  pris'nei  fweet  releafe. 

He  loves  his  faints,  he  knows  them  well, 
But  turns  the  wicked  down  to  hell : 
Thy  God,  O  Zicn^  ever  reigns  : 


288        PSALM     CXLVII. 

Let  ev'ry  tongue,  let  ev'ry  age, 
In  this  exalted  work  engage  ; 
Praife  him  in  everlafling  {trains. 

6  I'll  praife  him  while  he  lends  me  b-eath, 
And  when   my  voice  is  loll  in  death 

Praife  (hall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs  : 
My  days  of  praife  mall   ne'er  be  pail 
While   life  and  thought  and  being  laft, 
Or  immortality  endures. 

PSALM     CXLVII.  Firft  Part. 

The  divine  Nature,  Providence,  c 

1  TJ RAISE  ye  the  Lord  :  'Tis  good  to  raife 
X      Our  hearts  and   voices  in  his  praife: 
His  nature  !  nd'  his  works  invite 

To   make  tins  duty  our  delight,' 

2  The   Lord,  builds  up    "Jerufalsm, 
And  gathers  nations  to  his  name  : 
His   mercy   melts  the    ftubborn   fml, 
And  makes   the  broken  fpirit  whole. 

3  He  form'd  the  ftars,  thofe  heav'nly  flames, 

He  counts  their  numbeis.  calls  their  names  : 
His  wiidom's  vafl  and  knows  no  bound, 
A  deep  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown'd. 

4  Great  is  our  Lord,  and  great  his  might, 
And   all   his   glories  infinite  ; 

He  crowns  the  meek,  rewards  the  juft, 
And  treads  the  wicked   to  the   duft. 

Pause. 

e  Sing   to  the  Lord,   exalt  him  high, 
Who  fpreads  his  clouds  all  round  the  iky ; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain, 
Nor  lets  the  drops  defcend  in  vain. 

6  He  makes  the  gr~fs  the  hills  adorn, 
And  clothes  the  fmiling  fields  with  corn; 


PSALM    CXLVII.        2S9 

The  beafis  with  food  his  hands  {apply, 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

7  What  is  the  creature's  fkill  or  force, 
The  fprightly  man,  the  warlike  horfe.-? 
The  nimble  wit,  the  active  limb, 
All  are  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

3  But  faints  are  lovely  in  his  fight  ; 
He  views  his  children  with  delight  ; 
He  fees  their  hope,  he  k«ows  their  fear  5 
And  looks  and  loves  his  image  there. 
P  S  A  h  M     CXLVII.     Second  Parti 
Summer  and  Winter. 
A  Song  for    Great-Britain. 

•  ^V   B  R  IT  A  IN  praife  thy  mighty  Goi9\ 
\J  And  make  his  honours  known  abroad  5 

He  bids  the  ocean  round  th^e  flow  ; 
Not  bars  of  brafs  could  guard  thee  fo. 

z  Thy  children  are  feenre  and  Weft  ,♦ 
Thy  mores  have  peace,  thy  cities  reft  t 
He  feeds  thy  ferns  with  fined  wheat, 

*  And  adds  his  blerling  to  their  mea»t* 

3  Thy  changing  feafons  he  ordains, 
Thine  early  and  thy  latter  rains  ; 
His  flakes  of  fnow  like  wool  he  fends, 
And  thus  the  fpringing  corn  defends. 

4  With  hoary  froft  he  ftrews-  the  ground  % 
His  hail  defcends  with  clatt'ring  found  5 
Where  is  the  man  fo  vainly  bold 
Th*.t  dares  defy  his  dreadful  cold  ? 

$   He  bids  the  Southern  breezes  blow  ; 

The  ice  diiTolves,  the  waters  flow  : 
But  he  hath  nobler  works  and  wa^a 
T©*all  the  Britons  to  his  praiie- 
A  a 


290         PSALM     CXLVII. 

6  To  all  the  ifi?  his  laws  are  mown  : 
His  gofpel  thro'  the  nation  known  : 
He  hath  jiot  thus  reveal'd  his  word 
To  ev'ry  land  :  praife  ye  the  Lore!. 

P  S  A  L  M     CXLVII.     7—9.     13—18, 
Common  Metre. 
The  feafons  of  the  year. 

1  TT7ITH  fongs  and  honours  founding  loud 

VV       A^drels  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
Over  the  heav'ns  he  fpreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  fky. 

2  He  fends  his  mcw'rs  of  b'efling  down 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grafs  the  moantains  crown. 
And  corn  in  vallies  grow. 

3  He  gives  the  grazing  ox  his  m-eat, 

He  hears  the  ravens  cry  ; 
But  mm,  who  taftes  the  flneft  wheat, 
Shou'd  raife  his  honouFS  high. 

4  His  fteady  cortifels  change  the  face 

Of  the  declining  year  ; 
He  bids  the  fun  cut  fhcrt  his  race, 
And  wint'ry  days  appear. 

5  His  hoary  froit,  his  fleecy  inow, 

Defcend  and  cioath  the  ground  : 
The  liquid  ft  reams  forbear    to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

6  When  from  his  dreadful  ftores  on  high, 

-  He  pours  the  rattling  hail, 
The  wretch  who  dares  this  God  defy, 
Shall  rind  his  courage  fail. 

7  He  fends  his  word  and  melts  the  fnow, 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gaies  to -blow, 
AvA  bids  the  fpri.-g  return. 


PSALM    CXLVIM.       291 

g  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cl«ad, 
Obey  his  mighty  word  : 
With  fongs  of  honours  founding  loud, 

Praife  ye  the  fov'reign  Lord. 
PSALM     C  XL VIII.     Proper  Metre. 
I    Praife  to  God  j(k»m  all  creatures. 
I  VE  tribes  of  Adam  join 

*       With  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  leas, 
And  offer  notes  divine 
To  vour  Creator's  praife. 
Ye  holy  throng 
Of  angels,  bright, 
In  worlds  or  light 
Begin  the  fong. 
z  Thou  fun  with  dazzling  rays. 
And  moon  that  rules  the  night, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife, 
With  ftars  of  twinkling  light- 
Hfe  pow'r  declare, 
Ye  floods  on  high, 
And  clouds  that  fly 
In  empty  air. 
3  The  mining  worlds  abo\£ 
In  glorious  order  ftand* 
Or  in  fwift  courfes  move 
Bv  his  fapreme  command  : 
He  fpake  the  word,     ( 
And  all  their  frame 
From,  nothing  came, 
To  praife  the  Lord. 
4  He  mov'd  their  mighty  wheels 
In  unknown  ages  pall, 
And  each  his  word  fulfils 
While  time  and  nature  laft. 
In  diff'rent  ways 
His  works  proclaim 
His  wond'rous  name, 
And  foeak  his  praife. 


a92      PSALM     CXLVIII. 

Pause. 

5  Let  all  the  earth-born  race, 
And  raonfters  of  the  deep, 
The  fifh  that  cleave  the  feas, 
Or  in  their  bofom  fieep. 

From  fea  and  fhor<5 
Their  tribute  pay, 
And  ftill  difplay 
Their  Maker's  pow'r. 

6  Ye  vapours,  hail  and  {now, 
Praife  ye  th'  almighty  Lord, 
And  flormy  winds  that  blow 
To  execute  his  word  :' 

When  light'nings  fhiae, 
Or  thunders  roar, 
Let  earth  adore 
X^is  hand  divine* 
j  Ye  mountains  near  the  ikies, 
With  lofty  ceders  there, 
And  trees  of  humbler  fize, 
That  fruk  in  plenty  bear. 
Bea&s  wild  and  tame, 
Birds,  flies,  and  wo'rn*?, 
In  various  forms 
Exalt  his  name. 
%  Ye  kings  and  judges  fear  ■  / 

The  Lord  the  fov'reign  King  ; 
And  while  you  rule  us  here, 
Ii?s  heav'nly  honours  ling  : 
Nor  let  the  dream 
Of  pow'r  and  ftate 
Make  yon  forget 
His  pow'r  fup rem  e. 
«  Virgins  and  youth  engage 
To  found  his  praife  divine, 
c  rfcy  and  age 


"pSAL  M     CXLVIIL      293 

Wide  as  he  reigns 

His  name  be  fang   • 

I>y  ev'ry  tongue' 

In  endlefs  {trains. 
10  Let  "z\\  the  nations  fear 
The  Goa  that  rules  above  ; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 
And  makes  them  taft'e  his  love  : 

While  earth  and  Iky 

Attempting  praife,' 

His  faints  (hall  raife 

His  honours  high. 

PSALM     CXLVIIL     Paraphrifed. 

Long  Metre. 

Uniwrfal  praife  to    God.* 
1    J     OUD  hallelujahs, to  the  Lord 

_j       From  diib.nl  worlds  where  creature* 
Let  jieav'n  begin  the  folemn  word;  [dwell  ; 
And  found  it  dreadful  down  to  hell. 
Note      This  pfalm  may  be  Jung  to  t.he\  tuns  of  the 
eld  \i2th,  or  127  th  Pfalm,  if  thefe  two  Unas  H 
added  to  every  JIanza,  viz. 

Each  of  his  works  his  name  difplays, 
But  they  can  ne'er  fuini  his  praife. 

Other-wife  it  muft  he  fmg  to  the  ufu at  tunes  of  ik 
Long-  Metre. 

z  The  Lord  !  how  abfolute  he  reigns  ! 
Let  ev'rv  angei  bend  the  knee  ; 
Sing  of  his  love  in  heav'nly  drains, 
And  fpeak  how  fierce  his  terrors  be. 

3  High  on  a  throne  his  glories  dwell", 
An  awful  throne  of  filming  bhfs  : 
Fly  thto'  the  world,  O  fan.  and  tej! 

,    How  dark  thy  beams  compar'd  to  hit. 
A  a  2 


s5i      PSALM    CXLV1IL 

4  Awake  ye  tefnpefts,  and  hk  fame 

Jn  founds  of  dreadful  praife  declare  ; 
And  the  fvveet  whifper  of  his  name 
'  Fill  ev'ry  gentle  breeze  of  air. 

5  Let  clouds,  and  winds,  and  waves  agree 
To  join  their  praife  with  blazing  fire  ; 
Let  the  firm  earth  and  rolling  fea, 

In  this  eternal  long  confpire. 

6  Ye  flow'ry  plains  proclaim  his  flfill, 
Vallies  lie  low  before  his  eye  ; 
And  let  his  praife  from  ev'ry  hill 
Rile  tuneful  to  the  neighb'ring  fky. 

7  Ye  flubborn  oaks,  and  ftately  pines, 
Jtend  yoar  high  branches,  and  adore  ; 
Praife  him,  ye  beads,  in  difF'rent  flrains  ; 
The  lamb  mufi  bleat,  the  lion  roar. 

%  Birds,  ye  m aft  make  his  praife  your  theipe, 
Nafwre  demands  a  fong  from  you  : 
While  the  dumb  fifh  that  cuts  the  flream 
Leap  up*and  mete  his  praifes  too. 

^  Mortals,  can  you  refrain   your  tongue, 
When  nature  all  around  you  tings  ? 
O  for  a  (femt'ffcm  old  and  young, 
Frcm  humble  fwains,  and  lofty  kings  I 

io  Wile  as*  his  vaft  dominion  lies 
Make  the  Creator's  name  be  known  ; 
Loud  as  his  thunder  ftiout  his  praife, 
And  found  it  lofty  as  his  throne. 

J  i   Jehovah  !  'tis  a  glorious  word, 
O  may  it  dwell  on  ev'ry  tongue  ! 
But  faints  who  belt:  have  known  the  Lord, 
Are  bound  to  raife  the  nob: eft  fong. 

12  Speak  of  the  wonders  of  that  love 
Which  Qahad  plays  on  ev'ry  ctrd  : 


PSALM    CXLVIIt*.      255 

From  all  below,  and  all  above, 
Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord. 

P  S  A  L  M    CXLVIII.     Short  Metre, 

Uni-verfal  praife. 

1  1        ET  ev'ry  creature  join 

J j     To  praife  the  eternal  God  5 

Ye  heav'nly  hofb  the  fong  begin, 
And  found  his  name  abroad. 

2  Thou  fun  with  golden  beams, 

And  moon  with  paler  rays, 
Te  ftarry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praife." 

3  He  built  thofe  worlds  above, 

And  fix'd  their  wond'rous  frame  ; 
By  his  command  they  fiand  ©r  move, 
And  ever  fpeak  his  name. 

4.  Ye  vapours,  when  ye  rif:', 

Or  fall  in  mow'rs  or  fnow, 
Ye  thunders  murm'ring  round  the  fkies^ 

His  "povv'r  and  glory  fnow. 

5  Wind,  hail,  and  flaming  fire, 

Agree  to  praife  tjie  Lord, 
Whtn  ]fe  in  dreadful  ftorms  confpire 
To  execute  his  word* 

6  By  all  his  works  above 

His  honours  be  exprefl  ; 

But  faints  that  tafte  his  faving  love- 

»     Should  fing  his  praifes  bell. 

Pause     I. 

7  Let  earth  and  ocean  know 

They  owe  their  Maker  praife  ; 
Praife  him  ye  wat'ry  worlds  below, 
And  monfters  of  the  teas. 


z96     .P  S  A  I.  M    CXLV1II. 

S  From  mountains  near  the  fkjr  * 

Let  his  high  praife  refound, 
From  humble  ftirubs  and  cedars  high. 
And  vales  and  fields  around. 

9  Ye  lions  of  the  wood, 

And  tamer  beajEts  that  graze, 
Ye  live  upon  his  daily  food. 
And  he  experts  your  praife. 

10  Ye  birds  of  lofty   wing, 

Oa  high  his  p>  aifes  bear  ; 
Or  fit  on  flow'ry  boughs,  andrfing 
Your  Maker's  glory  there. 

11  Ye  creeping  ants  and  worms, 

His  various  wifdom  lhovv, 
And  flies  in  all  jour  mining  fwarms, 
Praife  him  that  dreft  you  fo.     I 

12  By  al!  the  earth-born  race, 

His  honors  be  expreft  ; 
But  faints  that  know  his  heav'nly  graeg, 
^Should  learn  to  praife  him  bed. 

Pause     II. 

t%  Monarchs  of  wide  command, 
Praife  ye  th'  eternal  King  ; 
Judges  adore  that  fov'reign  hand, 
Whence  all  your  honors  fpring. 

1 4  Let  vig'rous  youth  engage 
To  found  his  praifes  high  ; 
While  growing  babes  and  withering  age 
Their  feebler  voices  try. 

j  5  United  zeal  be  (hovvn 

His  wond'rous  fame  to  raife  ; 
God  is  the  Lord  ;  his  name  alone 
Defcrves  oar  endlefs  praife. 


PSALM    CXLIX.        297 

16  Let  hature  join  with  art, 

And  all  pronounce  him  bleft, 
But  {kin: 3  that  dwell  fo  near  his  heart 
Should  fing  his  praifes  belt. 

PSALM     CXLIX. 

Prai/i  God  all  his  faints  %  ©r,  The  faints  judging 

the  nvo.-id: 
» 

LL  ys  that  love  the  Lord  rejoice, 

A.nd  let  your  fongs  be,  new  ; 

Amidft  the  world  with  cheerful  voice 

His  later  wonders  mew. 

2  The  jezvs,  the  people  of  his  grace, 

Shall  their  Redeemer  fing  ; 
And  Gentile  nations  join  the  praife, 
While  Zion  owns  her  King. 

3  The  Lord  takes  pleafure  in  the  jail, 

Whom  dinners  treat  with  fcorn  : 
The  me«k  that  lie  defpis'd  in  dull: 
Salvation  mall  adorn. 

4  Saints  mall  be  joyful  in  their  King, 

Ev'n  on  a  dying  bed  ; 
And  like  the  fouls  in  glory  fing, 
For  God  mall  raife  the  dead. 

5  Then  his  high  praife  mall  fill  their  tdngues9 

Their  hands  mall  wield  the  fvvord  : 
And  vengeance  fhall  attend  their  fongs, 

The  vengeance  of  the  Lord. 
i  When  Chrifl  his  judgment  feat  afcends, 

And  bids  the  world  appear, 
Throues  are  prepar'd  for  all  his  friends 

Who  humbly  lov'd  him  here. 
7  Then  flvall  they  rule  with  iron  rod 

Nations  that  dar'd  rebel : 
And  join  the  fentence  of  their  God.? 

On  tyranti  doow'd  to  hell. 


*98  PSALM    CL. 

S  The  reyal  finHers  bound  i»  chains 
New  triumphs  (hall  afford  ; 
Such  honour  for  the  faints  remains  : 
Praife  ye  and-love  the  Lcrd. 

PSALM     CL.     i,  2,  6. 

A  fortg  of  praife, 

N  God's  own  houfe  pronounce  his  praife, 
His  grace  he  there  reveals  ; 
To  heav'n  your  joy  and  wonder  raife, 
For  there  his  glory  dwells. 

2  Let  all  your  facred  pafTions  move, 

While  you  rehear fe  his  deeds  ; 
But  the  great  work  of  faving  love 
Your  higheft  praife  exceeds. 

3  All  that  have  motion,  life  and  breath, 

Proclaim  your  Maker  bleft  ; 
Yet  when  my  voice  expires  in  deatb, 
My  foul  fnall  praife  him  bell. 


^Christian    DOXOLOGY. 

Long  Metre. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  Oie, 
Be  honour,  praife,  and  glory  giv'n 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  heav'n. 

Common  Metre. 

LET  God  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known, 
Or  faints  to  lotf'e  the  Lord. 


DOXOLOGIES,  299 

Common  Metre,  where  the  tune  includes  two 
Jlan%cCs. 

I. 

THE  God  of  mercy  be  ador'd 
Who  calls  our  (bulb  from  deaths 
Who  faves  by  his  redeeming  wordy 
And  new-creating  breath, 
II. 
To  praife  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 

And  Spirit  all  divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One> 
Let  faints  and  angels  join* 

Short  Metre. 

YE  angels  round  the  throne, 
Ai.d  faints  that  dwell  below,- 
Worfhip  the  Father,  praife  the  Son3> 
Aad  blefs  the  Spirit  too. 

As  the'"nyh  pfalm, 

NOW  to  the  great  and  {acred  Three, 
The  Father,  Son  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  praife  and  glory  giv'n, 
Thro'  all  the  worlds  where  God  is  known., 
By  all  the  angels  near  the  throne, 

And  all  the  faints  in  earth  and  heav'n, 

As  the  148//&  pfalm, 

TO  God  the  Father's  throne 
Perpetual  honours  raife  ; 
Glory- to  God  the  Son, 
To  God  the  Spirit  praife  : 
With  ail  our  pow'rs, 
Eternal  King, 
Thy  name  ^ve  iing, 
Wkile  faith  adorer. 

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Spiritual    Songs. 

BOOK    I. 

Collected  from  the  Holy  Scriptures, 


I.    J  New  Song  to  the  Lamb  that  ivas  jkin* 
Rev.  v.  6,  8,  9,  10,  12. 

<i  T>  EHOLD  the  Glories  of  the  Lamb 
X3     amidft  his  Fathfr's  Throne  : 
Prepare  new   Honours   for   his  Name3 
and  Songs  before  unknown. 

e  Let  Elders  worfhip  at  his   Feet, 
the  Church  adore  around  ; 
With  Vials  full  of  Odours  fweet, 
and  Harps  of  fweeter  Sound. 

3  Thofe  are  the  Prayers  of  the  Saints4 
and  thefe  the  Hymns  they  raife  : 
Jefus  is  kind  to  our  Complaints, 
he  loves  to  hear  our  Praife. 

£4.  Eternal  Father,  who  (hall  look 
into  thy  fecret    Will  ? 
Who  but  the  Son  jhall  take  that  Book, 
acd  opea  ev'ry  Sea!  ? 


2  Hymns   and  .     B.  I. 

5  He  (hall  fulfil  thy  great  Decrees, 
the  Son  deferves  it  well ; 
Lo,  in  his  hand  the  fov'reign  Keys 
of  Heav'n,  and  Death,  and  Hell  !] 

S  Now  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  flain, 
be  endlefs  Bleffings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  Glory,  Joy,   remain 
for  ever  on  thy  Head. 

7  Thou   haft  .redeenVd  our  fouls  with  Blood, 
haft  fet  the  Prisoners  fre?, 
Hail  made  us  Kings   and  Priefts  to  God, 
and  v/e  fhali  reign  with  thee. 

1  The   Worlds  of  Nature  and  cf  Grace 

are  put  beneath  thy*  PowV  ;   ' 

Then  ihorten  thefe  delaying   Days, 

aaq  bring  the  promised   Hour. 

il.  The  Dtiiy  end  Humanity  of  Chrtft.  j 
16.  and  £ph.  iii.  9 

ER  the  blueHeav'ns  were  ftretch'd  f.broao 
From  Eveilafting  was  the  Word  : 
With  God  he  was  ;  the  Word  was  God, 
And  muft   divinely   be   ador'd. 

2  By  bis  own  Pow'r  were  all  Things  made, 

By  him  fupported  all  Things  iland; 
He  is  the  whole  Creation's  Head, 
And  Ar.gels  fly   at  his   Command. 

3  E'er  Sin  was  born,  or  Satan  fell, 
He  led  the  Hoft  of  Morning  Stars  ; 
(Thy  Generation  who  can  tell, 

Or  count  the  Number  cf  thy  Years  ?) 

4  But  lo,  he  leaves  thofe  heavYJy  Forms,   - 
The  Word  defcends  and  dwells  in  Clay, 
That  he  may  hold  Converfe  with  Worms, 
Drefs'd  in  fuch  feeble  FlefV&s  they. 


B.  I.  Spiritual  Songs. 

5  Mortals  with  Joy  beheld  his  Face, 
TV  Eternal  Father's  only  Son  ; 
How  full  of  Truth  !  how  fall  cf  Grace  ! 
When  thro'  his  Eyes  the  Godhead  mone  ! 

•5  Arch-Angels  leave  their  high  Abode, 
To  learn  new  Myft'ries  here,  and  tell 
The  Love  of  our  def  cending  God* 
The   Glories  of  Emanuel* 

III  The  Nativity  of  CkriJ,  Luke  i.  30,  & 

Luke  ii.  10,  Sec. 
1   TjEHOLD,  the  Grace  appears, 
J3     tne  Promife  is  fulilil'd  ; 
Mary,  the  wond'rous  Virgin,  bears, 
and  Jefus  is  the  Child. 

[2  The  Lord,  the  Higheft  God, 
calls  him  his  only  Son  ; 
He  bids  him  rule  the  Lands  abroad, 
and  gives  him  David's  Throne. 

3  O'er  Jacob  mall  he  reign 

with  a  peculiar  Sway  : 
The  Nations  (hall  his  Grace  obtain, 
his  Kingdom  ne'er  decay,  3 

4  To  bring  the   glorious  News, 

a  heav'nly  form  appears  ; 
Tie  tells  the  Shepherds   of  their  Jovs, 
and  banifhes   their  Fears. 

5  Go  humble  Swains,  faid  he, 

to  _  DavidV   City  fly  ; 
The  promised  Infant,  born  To-day, 
doth  in  a  Manger  lie* 

fc  With  Looks  and  Hearts  ferene 
go  viflt  Chrift  your  King  ; 
And  ftrait  a  flaming  Troop  was  feen  ; 
the  Shepherds  heard  them  ting. 


4  Hymns  and  B.  I 

7  Glory  to  God  on  High  / 

and  heavenly  Peace    en  Earthy 
Good-Mill  tc  Men,  t*   dngels  Joy, 
at  ike  Redeemer's  Birth  ! 
$  In    Worfliip  (o  divine 

ht  Saints  employ  their   Tongues, 
With  the  caelcftial   Hoft  we  join, 
and  loud  repeat  their   Songs  ; 
9  Glory  to  God  on    High  J 

cr.j  hca-Snly    Peace  on   Earth, 
Cood-nvill  to  Men,  to  Angels  Jey> 
at  the   Redeemer's    Birth  .'J| 
IV.   Referred  to  .the  id  Pfalm. 

V.    &ubmijJiQn  to    affiiclive   Providence,. 
Job.   i.  21. 

2  ^VTA^ED  a3  from  the  Earth  we  came. 
JL^j     and  crept  to  Life  at  firft, 

We  to  the   Earth   return  again, 
and  mingle  wiih  cur  Duft. 

s  The  dear  Delights  we  here  enjoy, 
and  fondly  call  our  own, 
Are   but  mort    Favours  borrow'd  Now, 
to   be  repaid  Anon. 

3  'Tis  God   that  lifts  our   Comforts   high,   | 

or  finks  them  in  the  Grave, 
He  gives,  and    (blefied  be  his  Name) 
he  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  Paflions  then,         ^  - 

let  each  rebellious   Sigh 
Be  filent  at  his   Sov'reign  Will, 
and  every  murmur  die. 

£  If  fmiling  Mercy  crown  our  Lives, 

its   Praifes  (hall  be  fpread, 

And  we'll  adore  the  Juflice  too 

ftrikes  our  Comforts  dead. 


Bb-I.  Spiritual  Sengs.  $ 

VI.  Triumph  ever  Deaths  Job  xix.  25,  26,  27. 

GREAT,  God,  I  own  thy  Sentence  jufl, 
'   '  and  Nature  mull  decay  ; 
I  yield  my  Body  to  the   Duft, 
to  dweli  with  Fellow-Clay. 

3  Yet  Faith   may  triumph  o'er  the  G:ave, 
and  trample  on  the  Tombs  ; 
My   Jefus,  ray  Redeemer,  lives, 
my  God,  my  Saviour  comes. 

3  The  mighty  Conqu'ror  fhall  appear 

high  on  a  Royal  Seat, 
And  Death  the  laft  of  all  his  Foes, 
lie  vanquifh'd  at  his  Feet. 

4  Tho*  greedy  Worms  devour  my  Skin, 

and  gnaw  my  wafting  Flefti, 
When  God  (hall  build  my  Bones  again,, 
he  clothes   'em  all  afrefti  : 

5  Then  mall  I  fee  thy  lovely  Face 

with  ftrong  immortal  Eyes, 
And  feaft  upon  thy  unknown  Grace 
with  Pieafure  and   Surprize. 

VII.  Tke  Invitation  of  the  Gcfpd;  O^fpiritual 
Food  and  Cioatbing,  Ifa.  iv.    1^  2,  &c. 

i  "1       ET  ev'ry  mortal  Ear  attend, 
I   4     andiev'ry  heart  rejoice, 
The  Trumpet  of  the  Gcfpel  founds 
with  an  inviting  Voice, 
Z  Ho  !  ail  ye  hungry  ftarviog  Souls, 
that  feed  upon  the  Wind, 
And  vainly  ftrive  with  earthly  Toys 
to  fill  an  empty  Mind  : 
3  Eternal  wifdom  has  prepar'd 
a  Soul  reviving  F«aft, 
And  bids  your  longing   Appetites 
the  rich  Provifion  tafce. 


6  Hymns  and  B.  I. 

4  Ho  I  ye  that  pant  for  living  Streams, 

and  pine  away  and  die  ; 
Here  }vc-i  may  quench  your  raging  Thiirft 
with  Springs  that  n^ver  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  Love  and  Mercy  here 

in  a  rich  Ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  Abundance  flows, 
like  Floods  of  Milk  and  Wine. 

[6  Ye  perifhing  and  naked  Poor, 
who  work  with  mighty   Pain, 
To  weave  a  garment  of  your  own, 
that  will  not  hide   your    Sin  ; 

7  Come  naked,  and  adorn  your  Souls 

in   Robes  prepar'd  by  God, 
Wrought  by  the  Labours  of  his  Son, 
and  dy'd  in  his  own  Blcod.] 

3  Dear  God  !  the  Treafures  of  thy  Love 
are  everlafting  Mines, 
Deep  as  our  heiplefs  Mis'ries  are 
and  boundlefs  as  our  Sins ; 

9  The  happy  Gates  of  Gofpel-Grace 
ftand  open  Night  and  Day  : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  feek  Supplies , 
and  drive  onr  Wants  away. 

[I;  Tki  Safety  rtfiM  of 

Ifa.   xxvf,  i,  2.   3    4.,   5: 

i  T  TOW  honourable  is  the  !■ 
Jl     where  we  adoring  Hand, 
Zion  the  Glory  of  the  Ear 
and  Beauty   of  the    Lai 

s   defend 
the  City  where  we    dwell  ; 
■  Wa$$>  of  ftroQg  Salvation  m 
defy  tfi*  Affaults  of  Hell. 


B    t  Spiritual  Sengs,  7 

?   Lift  up  the  everlafting   Gates, 
the  Dcors  wide   open  fling ; 
Enter  ye  Nations  that  obey 
the  Statutes  of  our  King.! 

4  Here  mall  you   tafte  unmingled  Joys, 

and  live  in  perfect  Peace  ; 
You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  Name, 
and   ventur'd   on  his   Grace. 

5  Truft  in  the  Lord,  forever  trufl, 

and   banifh   ail  your  Fears  j 
Strength  in   the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells 
eternal  as  his  Years. 

6  What  tho'  the  Rebels  dwell  on  high, 

his  Arm  mall  bring  them   low  ; 
Low  as  the  Caverns  of  the  Gvhvz 
their  lofty  Heads  fhall  bow. 

7  On  Babylon  our  Feet  (hail  tread, 

in  that  rejoicing  Hour; 
The  Ruins  of  her  Walls  mall  fpread 
a  pavement  fur  the  Poor. 

:X.     Thi    1'cmifes  of  the  Covenant  of  Graci-,. 
a.  Iv.  i,  2.  Zech..  xiii.  i.  Mich,  vii  39, 
Ezek,  xxxvi.  25,  &c. 
1  TN  vain  we   lavilh  out   our  Jives, 
JL  to  gather  .empty  wind; 

choiceft;  bleilmgs  earth  can  yield 
will  ilarve  an  hungry  mind. 

t  Come,  and  the  Lord  (hall  htd  our  foul% 
with  more  fubftantial   meat, 
With  fuch  as  faints  in  glory  have, 
with  fuch  as  angels  eat. 

3  Our  God  will  ev'ry  want  fupply,: 
and  fill  our  hearts  with  peace  ; 
He  gives   by  cov'nant  and  by  oath 
the  riches  of  his  grace. 

A   3. 


d  Hymns  and  B.  I. 

4  Come,  aod  he'll  cleanfe  our  fpGtted  fouls, 
and  warn  away   our  flains 
In  the  dear  fountain  of  his  Son 
pour'd   from  his  dying  veins. 

f  5  Our  &V&1  ^a^  vanim  all  away, 
though  black  as  hell  before  : 
Our  fins  (ball   fink  beneath  the  fea; 
and  mail  be  found   no  more. 

6  And  led   pollution   flieuld  o'erfpre^d 

our  inward  pov/rs    ag^m. 
His   Spirit   mail  bedew  our  fouls 
like  purifying  rain.  J 

7  Our  heart,  that  flinty  ilubborn  thing, 

that  terrors  cannot  move, 
That  fears  no  threat'r.ings  of  his  wrath*, 
mall  be  difiblv'd  by  love  : 

8  Or  he  can  take  the  flint  sway 

that  would  not  be  refir/d, 
And   from  the  treafures  of  his  grace 
beftow  a  fof:c:  mi:-.. 

9  There  mall    his  facred    Spirit   dweii, 

and  deep  engrave  his  law, 
And  ev'ry  motion  of  our  fpuh 
to  fwift  obedience  draw. 

JO  Thus  will,  he  pour  Livatior;  dowj 
and  we  (hall  render  praife  : 
We  the  dear  people  of  his  love, 
and  he  our  God  of  grace. 

X.  The  Bleijedvtfi  of  G^i-Ti^er :  Or.  the 
Revelation  of  Cbri/i  to  the  Jrws  end  Gentiles , 
La.  v.  2,  7,  8,  9,  ia  Mat.  xiii.   l6,  sj, 

i  TJfO W  beauteous  are  their  feet 

X  JL  ^0  ftaod  on  Zion's  hill, 

Who  brir»gs   falvation  en  thtir  ton^v 

r.nd  woids  of  peace  reveal  \ 


B.  I.  Spiritual  Songs.  $ 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 
how  fweet  the  tidings  are  ! 

Ji  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King, 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here. 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 
that  hear  this  joyful  found, 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for9 
and  fought  but  never  found  I 

'4  How  blelTed  are  our  eyes3 
#that   fee  this  heav'nly  light;  , 

Prophets  and  kings  defir'd  it  long. 
but  dy'd  without   the  fight  I 

5  The   watchmen  join  th'eir  voice 
and  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 

JerufaJem  breaks  forth   in  fongs* 
and  defans  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arnr 
through  all  the  earth  abroad  ; 

Let  every  nation  now   behold 

their  Saviour    and   their  God. 

XL  The  HumbU  enlightened \  and  Carnal  Rjiajbn' 
humbled':    Or,    t'be   Sovereignty  of  Grace^ 
Luke  x.  2-1,  22. 

THERE  was  an  hour  when  Ch rift:  rejoie'd,, 
And  fpeke  his  joy  in  words  of  praife  5 
f(  Father,  I  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 
"  Lord  of  the  earth,  and  heafens  and  feas. 

2  **  I  thank  thy  fov'reign  pow'r  and  love, 
f*That  crowns  my  doctrine  with  fuccefs  j 
<;  And  makes  the  babes  in  knowledge  learn 

•'  The  heigiits  and  breadths^and  lengths  of  grace 

3  "  But  all  this  glory  lies  conceaFd 

«■  From  men  of  prudence  and  of  wit ; 
*5  The  prince  of  darknefs  blinds  their- eye?;, 
'And  their  ©v/fl  pride  refills  tbf ;  ^  s»- 


Hymns   and  B.  1. 

4  "  Father,  'tis   thus,  becaufe  thy  will 

:  Chofe  and  ordain'd  it  mould  be  fo  ; 
cz  'Tis  thy    delight  t*  abafe  the  proud, 
"  And  lay  the  haughty  (corner  low. 

5  M  There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right, 
"  But  thofe  who  learn  it  from  the  Son  ; 

*'  Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  receiv'd 

"  But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known.11" 

b  Then  let  cur  fouls  adore  oar   God, 
That  deals  his  grace3  as  he  pleafe  ; 
Nor  gives  to  mortals  an  account 
Or  of  his  aclions,  or  decrees. 

All.  Free  Grace  revealing  Chrijf.  Luke  x.  it. 

i    TESUS,  the  man  of  conilarit  grief, 
J,  a  mourner  all   his  <^ays  ; 
His   fpirit  once   rejoie'd   alcud, 
i  d    his  joy  to  praife 

2  Father.  I  thank  thy  wond'reus  love, 

that  bath  reveal'd  thy  Son 
To  men  unlearned  ;  ani  to  babes 
has  made  thy  gofpel  known. 

3  The  myft'ries  of  redeeming  grace 

are  hidden  from  the  wife, 
While   pride  and  carnal  reas'ning  join 
to  fwell  and  blind  their  eyes. 

a  Thus  doth  the  Lord  of  heav'n  and  earth, 
his   great   decrees  fulfil, 
And  oiders  ail   his  works  of  grace 
by  bis   own  fov'reiga  will. 


'!,  I.  Spiritual  Songs. 

Kill.  The  Son  of  God  incarnate  :  Or,  The  %Hh% 

and  the  Kingdom  cfCbri/f,  Ifa,  ix.  2,  6,  7, 

i    rT~^HE  lands  that  long  in  darknefs  lay, 
X     Now  have  beheld  a  heav'nly  ligl 
Nations  that  fat  in  death's  cold  made 
Are  blefs'd  with  beams  divinely  bright 

2  The  Virgin's  promised  Son  is  born  ; 
Behold  th'  expected  Child  appear, 
Whaj:  mail  his  names  or  titles  be  I 
The  wonderful,  the  counfellor. 

"3  This  Infant  is  the  mighty  God, 
Come  to  be  fuckied  and  ador'd  ; 
Th*  eternal  Father,  Prince  of  Peace> 
The  Son  of  David,  and  his  Lord.] 

j.  The  government  of  earth  and  fea£ 
Upon  his  moulders  mall  be  laid  : 
His  wide  dominions  fliall  increafe, 
And  honors  to  his  name  be  paid. 

;  Jefus  the  holy  Child  mall  fit 
High  on  his  father  David's  throne, 
Shall  crufh  his  foes   beneath  his  feet. 
And  reign  to  ages  yst  unknown. 

XiV.    The  Triumph  of  faith  :    Or,   ChriftU 
unchangeable  Love,  Rom.  viH.  33,  &c. 

WHO  ihall  the  Lord's  eleft  condemn? 
'Tis  God  that  juftifies  their  fouls, 
And  Mercy,  like  a   mighty  ftream, 
O'er  all  their  Sins  divinely  rolls. 

s  Who  mail  adjudge  the  Saints  to  Heir*? 
>Tis  Chrift  that  fufTer'd  in  their  ftead  -r 
And  the  falvation  to  fulfil, 
E  hold!  hiai  rifmg  from  the  dead. 


1 4  Hymns  and  B.  I 

3  He  lives  !  he  lives  !    and  fits  above, 
For  ever  interceedirjg  tneTe  • 
Who  thai!  divide  us  from  his  love, 
Or  what  iaall  tempt  us  to  defpair  r 

4  Shall  persecution,  or  difbrefs, 
Famine,  or  fword,   or  nakednefs  ? 

He  dm  hath  lov'd  us  bears  us  through, 
And  makes  us  more  than  conqu'rors   too 

5  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  pow'r, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour  : 
Chrift  is  our  life,  our  joy,  our  hope, 
Nor  can  we  fink  with  fuch  a  prop. 

5  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can   do, 
Ncr  pow'rs  on  high,  nor  pow'is  below, 
Shall  caufe  his  mercy  to  remove 
Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Chrut  our  love 

XV.  Gur  own  Weakncfs,  and  Chi  id cur  Strength 
2  Cor.  xii.  7,  9,  io. 

LET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  f.iy, 
Strength  mall  be  equal  to  thy  day  • 
Then  I'll  rejoice  in  deep  diftrefs, 
Leaning  on  all-fuificient  grace. 

I  glory  in   infirmity, 

That  Chrift's  own  pow'r  may  reft  on  rae  ;: 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  ftrong, 
Grace  is  my  fhield,  and  Chrift  my  fong. 

3  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 

All  fuff 'rings,  if  my  Lord  be  there  ; 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
While  his  left-hand  my  bead  fuftaius. 

4  But  if  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn. 
And  we  attempt  the  work  alone, 
When  new  temptations  fpring  and  rife 
We  find  bow  great  our  wcaknefs  i:. 


8.  L  Spiritual  Songs,  i? 

5  So  Sampfon   when    his  hair  was  loft. 
Met  the  Philiftines    to  his  co/t  ; 
Shook  .bis  vain  limbs  with   fad  furprize, 
Made  feeble  fight  and  left  his  eyes. 

XVL  Hojanna   to  Ctvift,    Matthew   %%ft  f, 

Luke  xix.  38,  40. 
i   TJOSANN-A  to  the  royal  Son 
[  X     Of  David's  ancient  line, 
His  nature's  Two,   his  Perfon  One,. 
Myfteiiou3  and  divine. 

Z  The  root  of  David  here  we  find, 
and  offspring  is   the   fame  ; 
Eternity  and  time^  are  join'd 
in   our    Emanuel's  name. 

1  Blcft  He  that  comes  to  wretched  men* 
with  peaceful,  news  from  heav'n  !. 
Hofanna's  of  the  higheft  ftrain 
to  Chrift  the  Lord  be  giv'n 

4  Let  mortals  ne'er  refufe  to  take 
th'  hofanna  on  their  tongues, 
Left  recks  and  flones  mould  rife  and  break 
their  filence   into  fongs. 

XVII.  Vi£hry  ever  Death,  1  Cor.  xv.  55,  &c* 

O  For  an  over-coming  faith 
to  chear  my  dying  hours, 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monfter  deaths 
aad  all   his  frightful  pow'rs. 

£  Joyful,  with  all  the  ftrength  I  have, 
my.  qui? 'ring  lips   mould  fing, 
Where  is  thy  boafted  vicVry,  grave  ? 
and  where  the  monfter's  fling  ? 

3  If  (in  be  pardon 'd,  I'm  fecure, 
death  hath  no  fting  befide  ; 
The  law  gives  fin  its  damning  powV  y 
but  Ghrifki  my  ranfom  dy'd* 


1 4  Hymns  and  B.  . 

4  Now  to  the    God   of  victory 
immortal  thanks   be   paid, 
Who  makes  us   conqu'rors  while  we  die, 
through  Chrift  our  living   head. 

XVIII.  Biffed  are  the  Dead  that  die  in  the 

Lord,  Rev.  xix.   13. 
1 T  TEAR  what  the  voice  from  heav'n  proclaims 
Xi     For  all  the  pious  dead, 
Sweet  is  the  favor  of  their  names, 
And  fo'ft  their  fleeping   bed. 

2  They  die  in  Jefus  and  are  bleft  ; 

How  kind  their  (lumbers  are  ! 
From  fufF'rings  and  from  fins   releas'd, 
And  freed  from  ev'ry  fnare. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  ftrife, 

They're  prefent  with  the  Lord  ; 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 

XIX.  The  Song  of  Simeon  :  Or,  Derih 

defirabU)   Luke  i.   27,  &c. 

1  I"     ORE),  at  thy  temple  we  appear, 
J j     As  happy  Simeon  came, 

And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here ; 
O  make  our  joys  the  fame  ! 

2  With  what  divine  and  vaft  delight 

The  good  old  man  was  fili'd, 

When  fondly  in  his  wither'd  arms 

He  clafp'd  the  holy  Child  ! 

3  Now  I  can  leave  this  world,  he  cry'd* 

Behold  thy   fervant   dies; 
I've  ften   thy   great  falvation,   Lord, 
And  clofe  my  peaceful  eyes. 

4  This  is  the  light  prcpar'd  to  mine 

Upon  the  Gentile  lands  ; 
Thir.e  Jftael's  glory,  and  their  hope>. 
To  break  their  flayifh  bands. 


5.  I.  Spiritual  Songs,  15 

'5  Jeius  i  the  vifion  of  thy   face 
hath  over-pow'riBg  charms  ! 
Scarce  mall  I  feel  death's  cold  embrace, 
if  Chrifl  be  in  my  arms. 

i  Then  while  ^e  hear  my  heart-firings  break, 
how  fweet  my  minutes  roil  J 
A  mortal  palenef3  on  my  cheek* 
and  glory  in  my  foul. 

iX.  Spiritual  Jppare!3Y\z,  the  PSbe  of  Right  tcuf- 
nefs  and  Garments  of  Salvation..  Efa^  IxL  10. 

AWAKE  my  heart,  arife  my  tongue, 
prepare  a  tuneful  voice; 
In  God,  the  life  of  all  my  joys, 
aloud  will  I  rejoice. 

i  'Tis  he  adorn'd  tny  naked  foul, 
and  made  falvation  mine ; 
Upon  a  poor  polluted  worm 
he  makes  his  graces  mine, 

I  And  left  the  (hadow  of  a  fpot 
fhould  on  my  foul  be  found, 
He  took  the  robe  the  Saviour  wrought^ 
znd  caft  it  all  around, 

V  How  far  the  heav'nly  robe  exceeds 
What  earthly  princes  wear  1 
Thefe  ornaments,  how  bright  they  mire  i 
how  white  the  garments  are  ! 

j  The  Spirit  wrought  my  faith  and  love, 
and  hope,  and  ev'ry  grace  ; 
But  Jefus-fpent  his  life,  to  work 
the  robe  of  righteoufnefs . 

i  Strangely,  my  foul,  art  thou  array'd 
by  the  great  facred  Three! 
In  fweetef!  harmony  of  praife 
hi  ail  thy  pow'rs  agree. 


16  Hymns  and  B. 

XXI .  AVtJ;on  of  ike  Kingdom  *f  Cbriji  cm, 
Mm,  Rev.  xxi.  i,  2|  3,  4. 

5  T    O,  what  a  glorious  fight  appears 
JL- i     to   our  believing  eyes  ; 
The  earth  and  Teas  are  pafVd  away, 
and  the  old  rolling  ikies. 

2  From  the  third  heav'n,  wJiere  God  refides, 

that  holy,  happy  place, 
The  new  Jerufalem  comes  down 
adorn'd  with  mining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  incut  for  joy, 

and  the   bright  armies  fmg, 
Mortals,  behold  the  facred  feat 
of  your  defcending  king. 

4  The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

removes  his  blefs'd  abode ; 
Men  the  dear  objecls  of  his  grace, 
and  he  the  loving  God. 

5  His  own  foft  hand  (hall  wipe  the  tears 

from  ev'ry  weeping  eye, 
And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs,  and  fears, 
and  death  itfelf  /hall  die. 

6  How  long  dear  Saviour,  O  how  long  ! 

mall  this  brigkt  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  fwifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
and  bring  the  welcome  day. 

XXII  W  XXIII,  Rtferr'd to  tht  i25ti  PJalm. 

XXIV  .The  rich  Sinntr  dying,  PfaJ.  xiix.  6,  q. 
Eccl.viii,  8.  job  iii.    ,4,  ,5. 

l    TN  vain  the  wealthy  mortals  toil, 
*  And  heap  their  mining  duft  in  vain, 
J-ook  down  aj»d  fcorn  the  humble  poor, 
And  boaf!  their  lofty  hills  cf -pin. 


j.  I.  Spiritual  Songs.  1? 

f  Their  golden  cordials  cannot  eafe 
!  Their  pained  hearts  or  aching  heads, 
I  Nor  fright  nor  bribe  approaching  death 
From  glitt'ring  roofs  and  downy,*beds. 

The  ling'ring,  the  unwilling  foul. 
The  difmal  fummons  muft  obey, 
And  bid  a  long,  a  fad  farewel, 
To  the  pale  lump  of  lifelefs  clay. 

j  Thence  they  are  huddled  to  the  grave, 
'  Where  kings  and  flaves  have  equal  thrones; 
Their  bones  without  diftindion  lie 
Among!*  the  heaps  of  meaner  bones. 

The  reft  referred  to  the  Afith  Pfalr*. 
XXV.  A  Vifion  of  the  Lamb,  Rev.  v.  6,  7, 8,  9. 

1      A  LL  mortal  vanities  begone, 
f\  Nor  tempt  my  eyes,  nor  tire  my  ears  1 
Behold,  amidft  th'  eternal  throne 
A  vilion  of  the  Lamb  appears. 

£2  Glory  his  fleecy  robe  adorns, 
Mark'd  with  the  bloody  death  he  bore ; 
Sev'n  are  his  eyes,  and  fev'n  his  hornss 
To  fpeak  his  wifdom  and  his  pow'r. 

3  Lo,  he  receives  a  fealed  blook 
From  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne  ; 
]efus,  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look 

On  dark  decrees,  and  things  unknown.] 

4  All  the  affembled  faint*  around 
Fall  worfhiping  before  the  Lamb* 
And  in  new  fongs  of  gofpel-found 
Add  reft  their  honors  to  tes  name, 


*8  Hymns    and  B.  ] 

[5  The  joy,  the  mout,  the  harmony 
Flies  o'er  the  everlafting  hills  ; 
Worthy  art  thou  alone,  they    cry, 
i  0  read  the  book,  to  loofe  the.  feals. ] 
.  6  Our  voices  join   the   heav'nly   ftrair., 
And  with    tranfporting  pJeafme  ling: 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  flain, 
To  be  our  Teacher  and  our  King  ! 

7  His  words   of  prophecy  reveal 
Eternal  counfeis,   deep    defigns  ; 
His  grace  and  vengeance  fhall  fuffil 
The  peaceful  and  the  dreadful  lines. 

8  Thou  haft  redeem'd  our  fouls  from  hell, 
With  thine  invaluable  blood  ; 

And  wretches  that  did  once  rebel, 
Are  cow  made  fav'rites  of  their  God. 

9  Worthy  ^  for  ever   is  the  Lord, 
That  dy*d  for  treafons  not  his  own, 
By  ev'ry  tongue  to  be  ador'd, 
And  dwell  upon  his  Father's  throne. 

XXVI.  Hope   rf  Heaven  ly  the  Refutrcalon 
of  Cirfa   1  Pet.  i.  3,  4,  5/ 

1  T^LEST  be  toe  everlafting  God, 
jLJ    the  Father  of  our  Lcrd  ; 

Be  his  abounding  merey  prais'd 
his  majefty  ador'd. 

2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 

and  call'd  him  to  the  flcy, 

He  gave  our  fouls  a  lively  hope 

that  they  mould   never  die. 

3  What  jhough  our  inbred  fins  require 

our  fltffti   to  fee  the  duft, 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rofe, 
fo  all  his  foll'wers  muft. 


3.  I.  Spiritual  Songs,  tp 

{.  There's   an  inheritance  divine 

*  referv'd  againft  that  day, 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undenTd, 

and  cannot  wafte  away. 

Saints  by  the  pow'r  of  God  are  kept, 

til]  the  falvation  come  ; 
We  walk  by  faith  as  ftrangers  here, 

till  Chrift  mall  call  us   home. 

XXVII.     AJfurance  of  Heaven  ;    or ',  a  Salni 
prepaid  to  die>  2  Tim.  iv.  6,  7,  8,  18. 

r  1  Tp\EATH  may  difTolve  my_body  now, 
\J    and  bear  my  fpirit  home; 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  To  flow, 
nor  my  falvation  come  ? 

2  With  heav'nly  weapons  I  have   fought 

the  battles  of  the  Lord, 
Fioifh'd  my  courfe,  and  kept  the  faith, 

*  and  wait  the  fure  reward.] 

3  God  has  laid  up  in  heav'n  for  me 

a  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  righteous  judge  at  that  great  day 
(hall  place  it  on  my  head. 

4.  Nor  hath  the  king  of  grace  decreed 

this  prize  for  me  alone  ; 
But  all  that  love,  and  long  to  fee 
th'  appearance   of  his  Son. 

5  Jefus  the  Lord,  mail  guard  me  fafe 
from  ev'ry  ill  defign  ;  , 

And  to  his  heav'nly  kingdom  keep 
this  feeble  foul  of  mine. 

%  God  is  my  everkftnig  aid, 
and  hell  mall  rage  in  vain ; 
To  hirrube  highefl  glory   paid, 
and  endlefs  praife.     Amen, 


2<*  Hymns  and  B.  I. 

XXVIII.     r be  Triumph   of  Chriji   over    the 
Enemies  efhts  Church,  %.  bdii.  «,  2,  3,  &c. 

1  W/HAT  migllty  man'  or  miShty  God, 

V  V       comes  travelling  in  ftate, 
Along  the  Idumean  road, 
away  from  Bozrah's  gate. 

2  The  glory  of  his  robes  proclaim 

't;s  fome  victorious  king  ; 
"  'Tis  I,  the  Juft,    th'  almighty  One, 
"  that  your  falvaticn  bring." 

3  Why,  mighty  Lord;  thy  faints  enquire, 

why  thine  apparel  red  ? 
And  all  thy  vefture  ftain'd  like  thofe 
who  in  the  wine-prefs  tread  ? 

4  "  I  by  myfdf  have  trod   the  prefs, 

"  and  crufli'd  my  foes  alone  ; 
"  My  wrath  have  {truck  the  rebels  dead 
"  my  fury  ftarapt  them  down. 

5  "  'Tis  Edom's  blood  that  dyes  my  robes 

"  with  joyful  fcarlet  fhins  : 
*  The  triumph  that  my  raiment  wears 
11  fprung  from  their  bleeding  veins. 

6  «  Thus  mail  the  nations  be  deftroy'd 

"  that  dare   infult  my   faints  ; 
"  I  have  an  arm  t'  avenge  their  wrongs, 
"  an  ear  for  their  complaints." 

XXIX.    The  fecond  Part  j  or,   the  Ruin  of 
Antichrijl,  ver.  4,  5,  6,  7. 

I  «  T  Lift  my  banner,  faith  the  Lord, 
A     where  Antichrift  has  flood  ' 
«  The  city  of  my  gofpel-foes 
"mall  be*  field  of  blood. 


a  I.  Spiritual  Songs.  a* 

?.  k  My  heart  has  ftudy'd  juft  revenge, 
"  and  now  the  day  appears, 
"  The  day  of  my  redeem'd  is  come* 
"  to  wipe  away  their  tears. 
3  «  Quite  weary  is  my  patience  grown  8 
"  and  bids  my  fary  go    : 
"  Swift  as  the  lightning  it  (hall  move, 
"  and  be  as  fatal  too. 

f  "  I  call  fot  helpers,  but  in  vain: 
«« then  has  my  gofpel  none  ? 
"  Well,  mine  own  arm  has  might  enough 
•*  to  crufti  my  foes  alone. 

;  <«  Slaughter  and   ray  devouring  fword 

f  mail  walk  the  ftreets  arcund, 
;    *  Babel  (hall  reel  beneath  my  ftroke, 
"  and  dagger  to  the  ground.'* 
Thy  honours,  O  victorious  King  ! 
thine  own  right-hand  (hall  raife, 
While  we  thy  awful  vengeance  firig, 
and  aur  deliverer  praife. 
XXX.    Prayer  fir  Deliverance    cnfaered* 

Ifa,  xxvi.  8 10. 

I  TN  thine  own  ways,   O  God  of  love, 
JL  We  wait  the  vifits  of  thy  grace  ; 
Our  foul's  delire  is  to  thy:  name, 
And  the  remembrance  of  thy  face. 
My  thoughts  are  fearching,  Lord,  for  thee, 
'Mongft  the  black  (hades  of  lonefome  night  j 
My  earned  cries  falute  the   Ikies 
Before  the  dawn  reftore  the  light. 
Look  how  rebellious  men  deride 
The  tender  patience  of  my  God  ; 
But  they  (hall  fee  thy  lined  hand» 
Ap4  feci  the  fcjsurges  of  thy  rod.. 


22  Hymns  and  B. 

4  Hark  i    the  Eternal  rends  the  fky, 
A  mighty  voice  before  him  goes, 
A  voice  of  mufick  to  his  friends, 
But  threat'ning  thunder  to  his  fc 

5  Gome,  children,  to  your  fathet's  ai 
Hide  in  the  chambers  of  my  grace 
'Till  the  fierce  ftorms  be   overblc 
And  my  ievenging  fury   ceafe. 

$  My  fword  fhall  boaiVit's  thousand's  f 
And  drink  the  blood  of  haughty  kings, 
While  beav'nly  peace  around  my  flock 
•Stretches  it's   foft  and  fhady  wings, 

XXXI.     Rtfard  to  the  i/J  f 
XXXII.     Strength  from  Heaven,  J  fa 
28,  29,  30. 

1  *T7HENCEdoourmournfi,hhou£- 

V  V    and  where's  our  courage  fled  ? 
Has  reliefs  lin  and  raging  hell 
ftruck  all  our  comforts  dead  ? 

2  Have  we  forgot  th'  almighty  name, 

that  form'd  the  earth  and  fe&  \ 
And  can  an  all-creating  arm 
grow  weary  or  decay  ? 

3  Treafures  of  eveflafting  might 

in  our  Jehovah  dwell  ; 
He  gives  the  conqueft  to  the  weak, 
and  treads  their  foes  to  hell. 

4.  Mere  mortal  pow'r  /hall  fade  and  die, 
and  youthful  vigour  ceafe  ; 
But  we  thas  wait  upon  the  Lord, 
(hall  feel  our  ilrength   increafe.     - 

c:  The  faints  mall  nx   :  ogle's  wings, 

and  tafte  the  prom  . 
'Till  their  unweary*d  feet  an 
*  where  perfect  plea  fur*  is. 


B.  I.  Spiritual  Songs,  23 

XXXIII,  XXXIV,  XXXV,  XXXVI,  XXXVII, 
XXXVIII,  Referred  to  Pfaim  cxx?-,  cxxirr 
lxvii,  lxxviii,  xc,  and  Ixxxiv. 

XXXIX.  God's  tender  Care  of  bis  Church 
Ifaiah  xlix,   13,  14,  &c. 

1  T^lOW.fliall  my  inward  joys  arife, 
1/N      and  burft  into  a  Cor.g  ; 
Almighty  love  infpires  my   heart, 

and  pleafure  tunes  my  tongue, 

2  God  on  his  thirfty  Sion  hill 

fome  mercy-drops  has  thrown, 
And  folemn  oaths  have  bound  his  love 
to  fhow'r  fal  ration  down. 

3  Why  do  we  then  indulge  cur  fears, 

fufpicions  and  complaints  ? 
Is  he  a  God,  and  mall  his  grace 
grow  weary  of  his  faints  ? 

4  Can  a  kind  woman  e'er  forget 

the  infant  of  her  womb, 
And  'mongft  a  thoufand  tender  thoughts 
her  fuckling  have  no  room  ? 

5*  Yet,  faith  the  Lord,  mould  nature  changs, 
and  mothers  monilers  prove,    ' 
Sion  fliii  dwells  upon  the  heart 
of   everlafling   love. 

6  Deep  on  the  palms  of  both  my  hands 
I  have  engrav'd   her  name  ; 
My  hands  (hall  raife  her  ruin'd  walls, 
and  build  her  broken  Frame. 

XL.  The  Bufmefs  and  Blejfednefs  of  glorified 

Saints.,  Rev.  vii.   13,  14,   15,  kc, 
1    TT 7HAT  happy  men,  or  angels,  thefc, 
V  V    That  ail  their  robes  are  foptlefs  white  ? 
Whence  did  this  glorious  troop  arrive 
At  the  pure  realms' of  heav'nlv  light  ? 
B 


24  Hymns  and  B.  I. 

2  From  tort'ring  racks,  and  burning  fires. 
And  Teas  of  their  own  blood  they  cams  : 
But  nobler  blood  has  wafh'd  their  robes, 
Flowing  from  Chrift  the  dying  Lamb. 

3  Now  they  approach   th*  almighty  throne 
With  loud  Hofannas  night  and  day, 
Sweet  anthems  to  the  great  Three  One, 
Meafure  their  blefsd  eternity. 

4  No  more  mail  hunger  pain  their  fouls ; 
He  bids  their  parching  thirft  be  gone, 
And  fpreads  the  fhadow  of  his  wings, 
To  fkreen  'em  from  the  fcorching  fun. 

5  The  Lamb  that  fills  the  middle  throne, 
Shall  fhed  around  his  milder  beams  ; 
There  fhall  they  feafl  on  his  rich  love, 
And  drink  full  joys  from  living  ftreams; 

6  Thus  fiiall  their  mighty  blifs  renew 
Thro'  the  vaft  round  of  endlefs  years, 
And  the  foft  hand   of  fov'reign  grace 
Heals  all  their  wounds,  and  wipes  their  tears-. 

XLI.    The  fame  ;     or,  the  Martyrs  glorify  d9 

Rev.  vii.  1*3,  $tc. 
x  r  I  ^Hefe  glorious  minds, how  bright  they  mine! 
JL       whence  all  their  bright  array  ? 
How  came  they  to  the  happy   feats 

of  everlafting  day  r"  ""v. 

2  From  tort'ring  pains  to  crdlefs  joys 

on  fiery   wheels   they  rode, 
And  ftrangely  wafh'd  their  raiment  white 
in  Jefus'  dying  blood. 

3  Now  they  approach  a   fpotlefs  God, 

and  bow  before  his  throne  ; 
Xheir    warbling   harps  and  facred  fongs 
adore  the  holy  One. 


B.  L  Spiritual   Songs.  25 

4  The  unveil'd  g!ofies  of  his  face 
amongft  his  faints  1  elide, 
While  the  rich  trcafare  of  his  grace 
fees  ail  t-hair  wants  fupply'd; 
;  Tormenting  third  (hall  leave  their  fouls 
and  hunger  flee  as  fad  ; 
The  fruit  of  Hfe;s  immortal  tree 
(hall  be  their  fweet  repaft. 

6  The  Larak  ihall  lead  his  heav'nly  flock 
where  living  fountains  rife, 
And  love  divine  ihall  wipe  away 
the  forrows  of  their  eyes. 

XLIl.    Dwine   Wrath    and  Mercy ;    frmz 
Nahum  i.   i,  2,  3,  &c. 

1  \  DORE  and  tremble,  for  our  God 
j[\  is  a  *&>" fuming  Fire ;  *  Heb.  xii,  t& 
His  jealous  eyes  his  wrath  inflame, 

and  raife  his  vengeance  higher. 

i   Almighty  vengeance,   how  it  burns  I 
how  bright  his  fury  glows'! 
Vail  magazines  of  plagues  and  Serins 
lie  treafur'd  for  his  foes, 

2  Thofe  heaps  of  wrath  by  flow  degrees 

are  fore'd  into  a  flame. 
But  kindled,  oh  !    how   fierce  they  blaze  2 
and   rend  all  nature's  frame. 

4  At  his  approach  the  mountains  flee, 

and  feek  a  wat'ry  grave  ; 
The  frighted  fea  makes  hade  away, 
and  fhrinks  up  ev'ry  wave. 

5  Through  the. wide  air  the  weighty  rocks 

are  fwift  as   haii-ftor.es  hurj  d; 
Who  dares  engage  his   fiery  rage*;; 
that   makes  the  folid  waiid  ? 


16  Hymns   and  B.  L 

6  Yet,  mighty  God  !  thy  fov'reign  grace 

fits  regent  on  the,  throne, 
The  refuge  of  thy  chofen  race 
when  wrath  comes  rufliing  down. 

7  Thy  hand  fliall  on  rebellious  kings 

a  fiery  temped  pour, 
While  we  beneath  thy  lheit'ring  wings 
thy  juft  revenge  adore. 

XLIII.     Referred  to  the  iooth  Pfa/m. 
XLIV.     Referred  to  the  I  33d  Pfaltn. 

XLV.  The  lajl  Judgment,  Rev.xxi.  5,  6,  7,  8. 

1    QEE  where  the  great  incarnate  God 
C5     fills  a  majeftic    throne, 
While  from  the  ikies  his  awful  voice 
bears  the  laft  judgment  down. 

[2  "  I  am  the  firft,  and  I  the  Iaft, 

"  through  endlefs  jears  the  fame  ; 
"  /  AM  is  my  memorial  ftill, 
H  and  my  eternal  name. 

3  "  Such  favours  as   a  God  can  give, 
"  my  royal  grace  bellows  ; 
«'  Ye  thirfly  fouls,  come  tafte  the  dreams 
"  where  life  and  pleafure  flows.] 

£4  "  The  faint  that  triumphs  o'er  his  (wis, 
'*  I'll  own  him  for  a  fon  ; 
u  The  whole  creation  mall  reward 
*  the  conquefls  he  has  won. 

5  "  But  bloody  hands,  and  hearts  unclean* 

"  and  all  the  lying  race, 
"  The  faithlefs  and  the   fcoffing  crew, 
"  that  fpurn  at  offer'd  grace  : 

6  "  They  fhall  be  taken  from  my  fight 

"  bound  fail  in  iron  chains, 
"  And  headlong  plung'd  into  the  lake 
ct  where  fire  and  darknefs  reigns."] 


B.  I.  Spiritual  Songs,  2) 

n  O  may  I  ftand  before  the  Lamb, 
when  earth  and  feas  are  fled  ? 
And  hear  the  judge  pronounce  my  name 
with  bfeffitfgs  on  my   head  ! 

%  May  I  with   thofe  forever  dwell, 
who  here  were  my  delight, 
While  iinuers  baniih'd  down  to  hell 
no  moie  offend  my  fight. 

XLVI.  6-XLV1I.  Reftrr'dto  Pfalm  148,6  j. 

XLVIII.  The  Cbriftian  Race,  Ifa.   A  28, 
293  3°>  J** 

2      A   WAKE  our  fouls  (away  our  fears, 
JL-L  Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  be  gone) 
Awake  and  run  the  heav'nly  rage-, 
And  put  a  chearful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis  a  ffraight  and  thorny  road, 
And  mortal  fpirits  tire  and  faint; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 
That  feeds  the  ftrength  of  ev'ry  faint. 

$  The  mighty  God,  whofe  matchlefs  pow'r 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures,  while  endlefs  years 
Their  everlafting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  fpring, 
Our  fouls  (hall  drink  a  frelh  fupply, 
While  fuch  as  truft  their  native  ftrength 
Shall  melt  away,   and  drop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  ss  the  eagle  cuts  the  air, 
Well  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  fouls  (hall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidH   the  heav'nly  road, 


28  Hymns  and  B.  I. 

XL1X.    Thi  Work  of  Mefet  and  the  Lamb, 
Rev.  xv.   3. 

1  TjOW  ftrong  thine  arm  is,  mighty  God  I 
XjL  wno  would  not  fear  thy  name  r 
Jefus,  how  fweel:  thy  graces  are  r 

who  would  not  love  the  Lamb  ?  ' 

2  He  has  done   more  than   Mofes  did* 

our  Prophet    and  our  King  ; 
From  bonds  of  hell  he  freed  our  fouls., 
and  taught  our  lips  to   dog. 

3  In  the  red  fea  by  Mofes*  hand 

th*  Egyptian  hofl  was  drown'd  ; 
But  his  own  blood  hides  all  cur  fins, 
and  guilt  no  more  is  found. 

4  When  through  the  defart  Ifr'el  went, 

with  manna  they  were  fed  ; 
Our  Lord  invites  us  to  his  flefh, 
and  calls  it  living  bread. 

5  Mofes  beheld  the  promts'd  land, 

yet  never  reach'd  the   place  ; 
But  Chrift  (hall  bring  his  followers  home 
to  fee  his  Father's  face. 

%  Then  mall  our  love  and  joy  be  full, 
and  ftd  a  warmer  flame, 
And  fweeter  voices  tune  the  fong 
of  Mofes  aad  the  Lamb. 

L.  The  Song  0/ Zdchzt'r^y  and  ih:  Mejfage  of 
Jchn  theBaptift ;  or,  Light  and  Salvation  by 
Jefus Cbrijii  Luke  i.  68,  Sec.  John  i.  2.9.  22, 

1  "VTOW    be   the  God  of  Ifr'el  L!:{t, 
J.  >i     who  makes  his  truth  appear, 
His  mighty  hand  fulfils  his  word^ 
and  all  the  oaths  he  fware. 


B.   I.  Spiritual  SGtigs*  29 

%  Now  he  bedews  old  David's    root 
with  bleffings  from  the  Tides  : 
He  makes  the  branch  of  promife  grow, 
the  promised  horn  arife. 
[3  John  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 
to   go  before  his  face, 
The  herald  which  our  Stviour-God 
fent  to  prepare  his  ways. 

4  He  makes  the  great  falvation  known, 

he  fpeaks  of  pardon'd  fins  : 
While  grace  divine  and  heav'nly  love 
in  its    own  glory  mines. 

5  "  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,  he  cries, 

M  that  takes  our  guilt  away  : 
"  I  faw  the  fpirit  o'er  his  head 
"■  on  his  baptizing  day. J 

6  •'  Be  ev'ry  vale  exalted  high, 

.**■  (ink  ev'ry  mountain  low ; 
««  The  proud  muft  Hoop,  and  humble  fouls 
M  (hall  his  falvation  know. 

7  ««  The  Heathen  realms  with  Ifr'el's  land 

"  (hall  join  in  fweet  accord  ; 
M  And  all  that's  born  of  man  (hall  fee 

"  the  glory  of  the  Lord, 
.  $  "  Behold  the  morning-ftar  atife, 

"  ye  that  in  darknefs  fit ; 
"  He  marks  the  path  that  leads  to  peace, 

'*  and  guides  our  doubtful  feet." 

LI.  Preferving  Grace.   Jude  24,  25^ 
1  rT""*0  God  the  only  wife, 

JL        our   Saviour  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  faints  below  the  fkies 
their  humble  praifes  bring. 
2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 
his  counfel  and  his  care, 
Preferves  us  fafe  from  fin  and   death, 
and  ev'ry  hurtful  faare. 


go  Hymns   and  B.  I*  | 

3  sHe  will  prefent  our  fouls 

unbiemifu'd  and  eompleat. 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
v/ithjoys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chofen  feed 
fhall  meet  around    the  throne,     < 

Shall  blefs  the  conduct  of  his  giace, 
and  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God 
wifdom  and  pov/'r  belongs* 

Immortal  crowns  of  majefty, 
and  everJafiing   fongs. 

LII.  Baptifm,  Math,  xxviii.   ig.  A£ts  ii.  38. 

1  <rT^WAS  the  ccmmiffion  of  our  Lord, 

X       Go  teach  the  nations  and  baptize  I 
The  nations  have  receiv'd  the  word 
Since  he  afcended  to  the  Ikies. 

2  He  fits  upon  th'  eternal  hills, 
With  grace  and  pardon  in  bis  hands, 
And  feeds  bis  cov'nant  with  the  feals 
To  blefs  the  diflant  Britifh  lands. 

3  Repent  and  be  baptiz'd,  he  faith, 
For  the  remiflion  of  your  fins  ; 
.And  thus  our  fenfe  affifts  our  faith, 
And  mows  us  what  his  gofpel   means. 

4  Our  fouls  he  wafhes  in  his  blood, 
As  water   makes  the  body  clean  ; 
And  the  good  fpirit  from  our  God 
Defcends  like  purifying  rain. 

5  Thus  we  engage  ourfelves  to  thee, 
And  feal  our  cov'nant  with  the  Lord  ; 
O  may  the  Great  Eternal  Three 
In  heay'n  our  folemn  vows  record  I 


B.  I.  Sfir  it  ml  Songs.  31 

LI  If.    The  Holy \Scriftures*  Hebrews  i.  1. 
2  Tim.  iii.  15,  1 6.     Pfal.  cxlvli*  19,  20,. 

3   /""^i  OD,  who  irt  various  methods  told 
VJf  Hi3  mind  and  will  to  faints   of  old, 
Sent  his  own  Son,  with  truth  and  grace* 
To  teach  as  in  thcfe  latter  days. 

2  Our  nation  reads  the  written  word, 
That  bock  of  life,  that  fare  record  1 
The  bright  inheritance  of  heav  n, 

Is  by  the  fweet  conveyance  giv'n. 

3  God's  kindefl  thoughts  are  here  exprefs'd* 
Able  to  make  us  wife  and  blcfs'd  \ 

The  doctrines  are  divinely  true, 
Fit  for  reproof  and  comfort  too. 

4.  Ye  Britifh  ides,  who  read  his  love 
In  long  epiitles    from  above, 
(Be  hath  not  fent  his  facred  word 
To  ev'ry  land)  praife  ye  the  Lord. 

LIV.    Electing  Grace  \    or,  Sainis  beloved  m 
Chriftt  Eph.  i.   3,  he. 

1    TESUS,  we  blefs  thy  Father's  name; 
J    Thy  God  an^  ours  are  both  the  fams? 
What  heavfnly  bklUngs  from  his  throne 
Fall  down  to  finners  through  his  Son  ! 

%  Chrilt  be  my  firft  elect,  he  faid,     , 

Then  chofe  our  fouls  in  Chriit  our  head,, 
Before  he  gave  the  mountains  birth, 
Or  laid  foundations  for  the  earth. 

g  Thus  did  eternal  love  begin 

To  raife  us  up  from  death  and  da  i 
Our  characters  were  then  decreed,. 
jej«f§  in  lvY€,  a  holy  k$& 


32       \  Hymns  and  E.  I. 

4  Predeilinated  to  be  foes, 

Born  by  degrees,  bu:  chofe  at  cr.ee  ; 

A  new  regenerated   race, 

To  praife  the  glory  of  bis  grace. 

3  With  Chrift  our   Lord  v/e  (hare  our  part 
In   the  affections  of  his  heart; 
Nor  ih?Jl   our  fouls  be   thence  remov'd, 
'Till   he  forgets  his   hril   belov'd. 

LV.  HezefciaVj  Sang  ;    Or,    SiJteefi  and 

Recovery  Ifalah   xxxviii.   q,    &e. 

I   X  T  7HEN  we  are  rais-d  from  deep  diftrefs, 
V  V     '  cur   God  deferves   a    fong  ; 
We  take   the   pattern  of  our  praife 
from  Hezekiah's  tongue. 

3  The  gates  of  the  devouring  grave 
are  open'd    wide   in  vain, 
If  he  that  holds   the  keys  of  death 
commands  them  fait  again. 

3  Pains  of  the  rlefh  are  wont  t'  abufe 

our  minds   with   flavifh  fea^s  ; 
Our   days  are  paft,   and   we  (hall  lofe 
the  remnant   of  our  years, 

4  We  chatter    with  a  fwaHow's  voice, 

or  like  a  dove   we  mourn, 
With  birternefs   inftead   of  joys, 
afflicted   and   forlorn. 

5  Jehovah  fpeaks  the  healing  word, 

and  no  difenfe  withstands  : 
Fevers  and  plagues  obey  the  Lord, 
and  fly  at  his  commands. 

4  it  half  the  fprings  of  life  mould  break, 
he  can  cur  frame  reftore  : 
jHe  cafts  our  fins  behind  his  back> 
m&  they  are  fQvutd  ji»  more-         , 


B.  I,  Spiritual  Sengs*  g^ 

LVI.  The  Song  */Mofcs  and  the  Lamb  :  Or, 
Babylon  filling.  Rev,  xv.  3,  and  xvi.  19, 
and  xvii.  6, 

1  IT7E  fing  the  glories  of  thy  love, 

VV       v/e  found  thy  dreadful  Dame; 
The  Chriftian  church  unites  the  fongs 
of  Mofes  and  the  Lamb. 

2  Great  God,  how  wond'rous  are  thy  works 

of  vengeance  and  of  grace  ! 
Thou  King  of  faints,  almighty  Lord, 
how  juft  and  true  thy  ways  ! 

3  Who  dares  refufe  to  fear  thy  name, 

or  worfhip  at  thy  throne ; 
Thy  judgments  fpeak  thy  holinefs 
through  all  the  nations  known. 

4  Great  Babylon,  that  rules  the  earth, 

.drunk  with   the  martyrs  blood, 
Her  crimes  fhatl  fpeedily  awake 
the  fury  of  our  God. 

5  The  cup  of  wrath  is  ready  mix'd, 

and  me   mud  drink  the   dregs  ; 
Strong  is  the  Lord,  her  (ov reign  Judge* 
and  (hall  fulfil  the  plagues. 

LVII.  Original  Sin  ;    Or,  the  frji  and  fecovd 
Adam,  Rom.  v.  12.  &c.  Pf.  li.  5  Jobxiv.  4, 

1  T>  ACKWARD  with  humble  fhame  we  look 
J3     on  our  original  ; 
How  is  our  nature  dafii'd  and  broke 
in  our  firft   father**  fall  I 

a  To  all  that's  good  averfe   asd  blind* 
but  prone  to  all   that's  ill  % 
What  dreadful  darknefs  veils   QM  Ssm£  I 
how  Gbftiaate  our  will  I 


34  Hymns  ani  B.  L 

[3  Coaceiv'd  in  fin    (  O  wretched  ilate  ! ) 
before  we  draw  our  breath  ; 
The  firft  young  pnife  begins  to  beat 
iniquity  and  death. 

4  How  ilrong  in  cur  degen'rate  blood 

the  old  corruption  reigns, 
And  mingling  with  the  crooked  floor;, 
wanders  through  all  our  veins  !  J 

5  Wild  and  unwholefome  as  the  root 

will  all  the  branches  be  ; 
How  can  we  hope  for  Jiving  fruit 
from  fuch  a  deadly  tree  ? 

6  What  mortal  pow'r  from  things  uncleaa 

can  yme  prcdu&ions  bring  ? 
Who  can  command  a  vital  dream 
from  an  infecled  fpring  ? 

7  5fet,  mighty  Gcd,  thy  wondVous  love 

can  make  our  nature  clean, 
WhiJe  Chrift  and  grace  prevail  above 
the  tempter,  death  and  fin. 

8  The  fecond  Adam  fhall'reftore 

the  rains  of  the  firit ; 
Hofanna  to  that  fov'reign  powY, 

that  new  creaks  our  duft  !  , 

LVIIf.  The  Devil  van quijh'd-y  or,  Michael** 
IVarwith  the  Dragon^  Rev.  xii.  7. 

1  T     ET  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  fing 

1  ,j  The  wars  of  heav'n,  when  Michael  flood 
Chief  gen'ral  of  th'  eternal  King, 
And  fought  the  battles  of  our  God. 

2  Agaiofi  the  dragon  and  his  hoft 
The  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail  j 
Jn  vaia  they  rage,  in  vain  they  boaft, 
Tiieir  oarage  fofcj,  tkir  Wf  apoj»  §£: 


B.  I.  Spiritual  Songs :  %i 

3  Down  to  the  earth  was  Satan  thrown, 
'Down  to  the  earth  his  legions  fell  ; 

'  Then  was  the  trump  of  triumph  blown, 
Acid  fliook  the  dreadful  deeps  of  hell. 

4  Now  is  the  hour  of  darknefs  pafl, 
Chrift  has  aiTumM  his  heav'nly  pow'r, 
Behold  the  great  accufer   caft 
Down  from  the  ikies  to  rife  no  more. 

5  'Twas  by  thy  blood,  immortal  Lamb, 
Thine  armies  trod  the  tempter  down; 
'Twas  by  tfey  word  and  pow'rful  name 
They  gain'd  the  battle  and  renown. 

fc  Rejoice,  ye  heav'ns ;  let  ev'ry  ftar 
Shine  with  new  glories  round  the  fky  : 
Saints,  while  ye  fing  the  heav'nly  war, 
Raife  your  deliv'rer's  name  on  high. 

LIX.  Babylon  fallen.    Rev.  xviii.  20>  21, 

1  TN  Gabriel's  hand  a  mighty  irone 
.JL  Lies,  a  fair  type  of  Babylon  : 
Prophets  rejoice,   and  all  ye  faints, 
God  fnall  avenge  your  long  complaints*. 

2  He  (aid,  and  dreadful  as  he  Rood, 
He  funk  the  mill-ftone  in  the  flood  : 
Thus  terrible  (hall  Babel  fall; 

i    Thus,  and  no  more  be  found  at  all. 

LX.    The  Virgin   Mary'j    Song  :    Or,    Tk 
promifed  Meffiah  born,  Luke  i.  46,  &c. 

1  /^\UR  fouls  mall  magnify  the  Lord, 
\_J  In  God  the  Saviour  we  rejoice  s 
While  we  repeat  the  Virgin's  fong, 
May  the  fame  -fpirit  tune  our  voice. 

2  The  Higheft  faw  her  low  eftate, 

And  mighty  things  his  hand  hath  done? 
His  over-fhadowing  pow'r  and  grace 

Makss  berths  Mfetfw  cMm-Soc* 


3<5  Hymns  and  B.  L 

3  Let  ev'ry  nation  call  her  blefs'd, 
And  endlefs  years  prolong  her  fame; 
But  God  alone  muft  be  ador'd  ; 
Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name. 

4  To  thole  that  fear  and  truft  the  Lord, 
His  mercy  (lands  for  ever  fure  : 
Ftom  age  to  age  his  promife  lives, 
And  the  performance  is  fecure. 

5  He  fpake  to   Abra'm  and   his  feed, 
In  thee  mail  all  the  earth  be  blefs'd  ; 
The  mem'ry  of  that  ancient  word 
Lay  long  in  his  eternal  breait. 

6  But  now  no  more. mall  Ifr'el  wait, 
No  more  the  Gentiles  lie  forlorn: 
Lo,  the  defire  of  nations  comes  ; 
Behold  the  promis'd  icQd    is  bcrn  ! 

LXI.     Chr'ift  our  High  Prieft  and  King  ;    and 
Chr'ijl  coming  to  Judgment,  Rev.  i.  5,  6,  7. 

1  TVlOW  to  the  Lord  that  makes  us  know 
jL^I    The  wonders  of  his  dying  love, 

Be  humble  honours  paid  below, 
And  ftrains   of  nobler  praife  above. 

2  'Twas   he  that  cteans'd  our  fouleft  fins, 
And  wafh'd  us  in  his  richeil  blood  ; 
*Tis  he  that  makes  us  priefts  and  kings, 
And  btings  us  rebels  near  to  God. 

3  To  Jefus  our  atoning  Prieft, 
To   Jefus   our  fuperior    Khg, 
Be  everlailing  pow'r   confeft, 
And  ev'ry  tongue  his   glory  fing. 

4  Behold  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 
And  ev'ry  eye  fhall  fee  him  move  ; 
Tho'  with    our  fins  we  pierc'd  him  once  J 
Then  be  difplays  his  pardning  lo?e* 


B,  I.  Spiritual  Songs,  37 

5  The  unbelieving   world  (hail  wail, 
While  we   rejoice  to   fee  the  day; 
Come1,  Loid;  nor  let  thy  promife  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  chariots  long  delay. 

LXi/.  Chriftjefus  the  Lamb  of  God  wor/hipped 
by  all  the  Creation,  Rev.  v.    11.   12,  1 3. 

1  /TOME  let  us  join  our~chearful  fongs 
V^;  with  angels  round  the  throne  ; 

Ten  thoufand  thoufand  are  their  tongues, 
but  all  their  joys,  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dy'd,  they  cry, 

to  be  exalted  thus  : 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply'd* 
for  he  was  flain  for  us. 

3  Jefus  is  worthy  to  receive 

honour  and  power  divine  ; 
,  And  bleflings  more  than  we  can  ghs3 
be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  fky, 

and  air,  and   eaith,  and  feas, 
Confpire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
and  fpeak   thine   endlefs  praife. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

to  blefs  the  facred   name 
Of  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne, 
and  to  adore  the  Lamb-. 

LXIII.     CbriJVs  Humiliation  and  Exaltation-* 
Rev     v.    12. 

1   TT7HAT  equal  honours- (hall  we  bring 
VV    To  thee,  O  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb> 
When  allthe  notes  that  angels  fing, 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name  ? 

%  Worthy  is  He  that  once  was  flain, 

The  Prince  of  Peace  that  groan'd  and  dy'dj 
Worthy  to  rife,  and  live,  and.  reign 
At  his  almighty  father's  fide* 


$9  h'ymm  and  B.  I, 

3  Pow'r  and   dominion  are  his  due, 
Who  flood  condemned  at  Pilate's  bar, 
Wifclom  belongs  to  Jefus  too, 

Tho-1  he  was   charg'd  with  madnefs  here. 

4  All  riches  are  his  native  right, 
Yet  he  fuftain'd  amazing  lofs  ; 
To  him  afcribe  eternal  might, 
Who  left  his   weaknefs  on  the-erofs. 

5  Honour  immortal  mu&  be  paid, 
Inftead  of  fcandal  and  of  fcorn  ; 
While    glory  mines  around  his  head, 
And  a  bright  crown  without  a  thorn. 

6  Bleffings  for  ever  on  the   Lamb, 
WTho  bore  the  curfe  for  wretched  men  ; 
Let  angels  found  his  facred  name, 
And  every  creature  fay,  Amen. 

LXIV.  Adoption^  i  John  iii,  i,&c.  Galvi.  6- 

3   TOEHOLD  what  wond'rous    grace 

XS     tne  Father  hath  beftowM. 
On  finners  of  a  mortal  race 

to  call  them  fons  of  God  I 

2  'Tis  no  furprizing  thing, 
that  we  mould  be  unknown  ; 

The  Jewifh  world  knew  not  their  Kiag, 
God's  everlailing  Son. 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 

how  great  we  muft  be  made  \ 
But  when  we  fee  our  Saviour  here, 
we  mall  be  Kke  our  head* 

4  A  hope  fo  much  divine 
may  trials   well   endure, 

May  purge  our  fouls  from  fenfe  2nd  {&s 

*J  Chrift  the.  Lord  is  pure. 


B.  I.  Spiritual  Songs.  39 

5  If  in    ray  Father's   lave 
I  (hare   a  filial   part, 

Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove 
to    reft  upon  my   heart. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie 
like   flaves  beneath   the  throne  ; 

My  faith  mall    Abba  Father  cry, 
and  thou  the  kindred  own. 

LX  V,  The  Kingdoms  of  the  World'  become  the 
Kingdoms  of  the  Lord :  Or,  H)e  Day  of 
Judgment,  R.ev.  xi.  15. 

1  I       ET  the  fev'nth  angel  found  on  high, 

I   J  Let  Ihouts  be  heard  through  all  the  iky  ! 
Kings  of  the  earth  with  glad  accord, 
Give  up  their  kingdoms  to  the  Lord. 

2  Almighty  God,  thy  pow'r  a/Tume, 
Who  waft,  and  art,  and  art  to  come; 
Jefus  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  flain, 
For  ever  live,  fur  ever  reign  ! 

3  The  angry  nations   fret  and  roar, 
That  they  can  flay  the  faints  no  more  j 
On  wings  of  vengeance  flies  our  God 
To  pay  the  long  arrears  of  blood. 

4  Now  muft  the  rifing  dead  appear  ; 
Now  the  decifive  fentence  hear  ; 
Now  the  dear  martyrs  of  the  Lord 
Receive-  an  infinite   reward. 

LXVI.  Chrift  the  King  at  his  Table^  Solomon' s 
Song,  h  2,  3,  4,  5,  12,  13,  17. 

1   1       ET  him  embrsce  my  foal  and  prove 
JLj  Mine  int'reft  in  his  heav'nly  love  ; 
The  voice  that  telfe  me,  thou  art   mine. 
Exceeds  the  Weffings  of  the  vifite 


4°  Hjfmm  ard  B.  I 

2  On  thee  th'  anointing  fptrit  came, 
And  fpreada    the  favour   of  thy  name; 
That  oil  of  gladogfs  and  of  grace 
Draws  virgin  fouls  to  meet   thy  face. 

3  Jefus,  allure   mc  by  thy    charms, 
My  foul  fhall  fly  into  thine  arms  ! 
Our   wand  ring  feet  thy  favours  bring 
To  the    fair   chambers  of  the  king. 

[4  Wonder  and  pleafure  tunes  our  voice. 
To  fpeak  thy   praifes    and  our  joys  ; 
Our  mem  ry  keeps  this   love  of  thine 
Beyond  the  tafte  of  richeft  wine.] 

5  Though  in  ourfelves  deform'd  we  are, 
And  black  as  Kedar's  tents  appear, 
Yet  when  we  put  thy  beauties  on. 
Fair  as  the  courts   of  Solomon. 

[6  While  at  his  table  fits  the  King, 
He  loves  to  fee   us  fmile  and  Cng  ; 
Our  graces  are  his  bell  perfume, 
And  breathe  like  fpikenard  round  the  room/; 

7  As  myrrh  new  bleeding  from  the  tree, 
Such  is  a  dying  Chrift  to  me ; 
And  while  he  makes  my  foul  his  gueft, 
My  bofom,  Lord,  fhall  be  thy  reft.  - 

[8  No  beams  of  cedar  or  of  fir, 
Can  with  thy  courts  on  earth  compare ; 
And  here  we  wait  until  thy  love 
Raife  us  to  nobler  feats  above.] 

LXVII.  .  Seeking   the   Pa/lures  of  Chrift,   tht 
Shepherd^  i)olomon:s  kong-,  i.   7. 

I  'TpHOU  whom  my  foul  admires  above 
1      All  earthly  joy  and  earthly  love, 
Teil  me,  dear  fhepherd,  let  me  know 
Where  doth  thy  fweeteft  paftures  grow  ? 


B.  L  Spiritual  Stings.  4 1 

»  Where  is  the  fbadow  of  that   rock, 
That  from  ike  fup  defends  thy  Suck  ? 
Fain  would  I  teed  among  thy  fir 
Among  them  reft,  among  them   fleep. 

$  Why  mould  thy  bride  appear  like  one 
That  turns  afide  to  paths  unknown  ? 
My  conilant  feet  would  never  rove, 
Would  never  fcek  another  lev§. 

[4  The  footfteps  of  thy  £ock  I   fee  ; 
Thy  fweeteft  paftures  here  they  be  ; 
A  wond'rous   feafl   thy  love  prepares, 
Bought  with' thy  wounds,  and  groans,  and  tears, 

5  His  deareft  ileih  he  makes   my  food; 
And  bids  me  drink  his  richeft  blood; 
Here  to  thefe  hills  my  foul  will  come, 
'Till  my  beloved  lead  me  home.] 

LXVIII.    The  Banquet  cf  Love.    Solomon's 
Song,  ii.   i\  2,  3,  45  6,  7. 

1  TQEHOLD  the  Rofe  of  Sharon  here, 
X)  The,  Lilly  which  the  Vallies  bear  j 
Behold  the  Tree  of.  Life    that  gives 
Refreshing  fruit  and  healing  leaves, 

2  Amongft  the  thorns  fo  Illlies  mine; 
Amongft  wild  gourds  the  noble  vine  ; 

So  in  mine  eyes  my  Saviour  proves, 
Amidil  a  thoufand  meaner  loves. 

3  Beneath  his    cooling  made   I   fat, 
To  (hield  me  from  the  burning  heat  ; 
Of  heav'nly   fruit   he  fpreads  a  feall, 
To  feed  my  eyes,  and  p'eafe  my  tafte- 

£4  Kindly  he  brought  me  to  the  place 
Where  Hands  the  banquet  of  his  grace; 
He  law  me  faint,  and  o'er  my  head 
Ths  banner  of  his  love  he  fpread, 


42  Hymns  and  B.  L 

5  With  living  bread,  and   gen'rous  wine, 
He  chears  this  finking  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  op'oing  his   owq   heart    to  me, 

He  mows  his  thoughts  how  kind  they  be.] 

6  O  never  Jet   my  Lord   depart, 
Lie  down  and  reft  upon  my  heart ; 
I  charge  my  fins  not  once  to  move, 
Nor  ftir,  nor  wake,  nor  grieve  my  love. 

LXIX.  Chrift  appearing  to  his  Church,  and 
Jeeklng  her  Company.  Sol.  Song.  ii.  8, 
9,  io,  ii,   i2,   13. 

1  *T^HE  voice  of  my  Beloved  founds 

X      Over  the  rocks  ar.d  riling  grounds ; 
O'er  hills  of  guilt,  and  feas  of  grief, 
He  leaps,   he  flies   to    my  relief. 

2  Now  through  the  veil  of  flem  I   fee 
With  eyes  of  love  he  looks  at  me : 
Now  in  the   gofpel's   cleared  glafs 
He  mows  the   beauties   of  his  face. 

3  Gently  he  draws  my  heart   along, 
Both  with  his  beauties  and  his  tongue ; 
Rife,  faith  my  Lord,  make  hafle  away, 
No  mortal  joys  are  worth  thy  ftay. 

4  The  Jewifh   wint'ry  ftate  is  gone, 
The  mifts  are  fled,  the  fpring  comes  on, 
The  facred  turtle-dove  we  hear 
Proclaim  the  new,   the  joyful   year. 

5  Th'  immortal  Vino  of  heav'nly  root 
Bloflbms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  fruit. 
Lo,  we  are   come  to  tafte  the  wine; 
Our  fouls  rejoice,   and  blefs  the  Vine, 

£  And  when  we  hear   our  Jefus  fay, 
Rife  up,  my  Love,    make  hafte  away  ! 
Our  hearts  would  fain  out-fly  the  wind, 
And  leave  all  earthly  loves  behind. 


B*  I.  Spiritual  Songs.  4g 

LXX.  Chrift  inviting^  and  the  Church  anfwerhg 
the  Invitation^  Solom.  Song,  ii.  14,  16,  17, 

1  TTARK  !    the  Redeemer  from  on  high 

L  Sweetly  invites  his  fav'rites  nigh  ; 
From  caves  of  darknefs  and  of  doubt, 
He  gently  fpeaks  and  calls  us  out, 

2  My  Dove,  that  hideft  in  the  rock, 
Thine  heart  almoft  with  forrow  broke^ 
Lift  up  thy  face,  forget  thy  fear,- 
And  let  thy  voice  delight  mine  ear. 

3  Thy  voice  to  me  founds  ever  fweet  % 
My  graces  in  thy  count'nance  meet  ; 
Though  the  vain  world  thy  face  defpife, 
'Tis  bright  and  comely  in  mine  eyes, 

4  Dear  Lord,  our  thankful  heart  receives 
The  hope  thine  invitation  gives  ; 

To  thee  our  joyful  lips  (hall  raife 
The  voice  of  prayer  and  of  praife, 

[5  I  am  my  Love's,  and  he  is  mine  ; 
Our  hearts,  our  hopes,  our  paflions  join  ; 
Nor  Jet  a  motion,  nor  a  word, 
Nor  thought  arife  to  grieve  ray  Lord, 

£  My  foul  to  paflures  fair  he  leads, 
Amongft  the  lillies  where  he  feeds  ; 
Amongft  the  faints  (v/hofe  robes  are  white 
Wam'd  in  his  blood)   is  his  delight. 

7  'Till  the  day  break,  and  fhadows  fiee* 
'Till  the  fweet  dawning  light  I  fee, 
Thine  eyes  to  me-ward  often  turn, 
Nor  let  my  foul  in  darknefs  mourn. 

5  Be  like  a  hart  on  mountains  green, 
Leap  o'er  the  hills  of  fear  and  fin  5 
Nor  guilt,  nor  unbelief  divide 

My  Love,  my  Saviour,  from  my  fide. 


44  Hymns  and  B.  I.; 

LXXI.  Chrift  found  in  the  Street,  and  brought 
to  the  Church,  Solo.  Song,  iii.  i,  2,  3.  4.  5. 

1   /^VFTEN  I  feek  my  Lord  by  night, 
\J  Jefus,  my  love,  my  foul's  delight ; 
With  warm  defire  tnd  refliefs  thought 
I  feek  him  oft,  but  find  him  not. 

1  Then  I  arife,  and  fearch  the  ftreet, 
'Till   I  my  Lord,  my  Saviour  meet  ■ 
I  afk  the  watchmen  of  the  night, 
Where  did  you  fee  my  foul's  delight  f 

3  Sometimes  I  find  him  in  my  way, 
Direcled  by  a  heav'rly  ray; 
I  Je*p  for  joy  to  fee  his  Face, 
And  hold  him  fail  in  mine  embrace. 

£4  I  bring  him  to  my  mother's  home, 
Nor  does  my  Lord  refufe  to  come 
To  Sion's  facred  chambers .  where 
My  foul  firft  drew  the  vital   air. 

5  He  gives  me  there  his  bleeding  heart, 
Pierc'd   for  my  fake  with  deadly  fmart  ; 
I  give   my  foul   to   him,   and  there 
Our  loves  their  mutual  tokens  mare.] 

6  I  charge  you  all,  ye  earthly  toys, 
Approach  not  to  difturb   my  joys  ; 
Nor  fin,  nor  hell,  co^ne  near  my  heart, 
Nor  caufe  my  Saviour  to  depart. 

LXXiJ.  The  Coronation  o/Chrift,  aniEfpmfak 
of  the  Churchy  Solomon  Song,  iii.  2. 

1   TpvAUGHTERS  of   Siou,  come,  behold 
X_J  The  crown  of  honour  and  of  gold, 
Which  the  glad  church,  with  joys  unknown, 
Plac'd  on  the  head  of  Solomon. 

a  Jefus,   thou  everlafting  King, 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring  ; 
Accept  the  welldeferv'd  renown, 
And  wear  our  praifes  *s  thy  crown. 


B,  I.  Spiritual  Songs*  45 

3  Let  every  act  of  wcrfhlp  be 
Like  our  efpoufals,   Lord,   to  thee  ; 
Like  the  dear  hour,   when  from  above 
We  firit.   receiv'd  thy  pledge  of  lore. 

4  The  giadntfs  of  that  happy  day  ! 
Our  hearts  would  wifti  it  long  to  ftay  ; 
Nor  Jet  our  faith    forfake  its  hold, 
Not  comfort  fink,  nor  love  grow  cold. 

5  Each  following  minute   as   it  flies, 
Increafe  thy  praife,  improve  cur  joys, 
'Till  we  are  rais'd  to  fing  thy  name 
At  the  great  fupper  of  the  Lamb. 

(  O  that  the  months  would  roll  away, 
And  bring  that  coronation-day  ! 
The  King  of  Grace  fhdl  fill  the  throne, 
With  all  his  Father's  glories  on. 

LXXIII.  ■  The  Church's  Beauty   in  the  Eyes  of 
Chrift.  Sol.  Song  \v.  i,  io,  u,  7,  9,  3. 

1  T7"  IND  is  the  fpeech  of  Chriifc  our  Lord, 
J\^  Affection  founds  in  ev'ry  word  : 
Lo,  thou  art  fair,    my  Love,  he  cries, 
Not  the  young  doves  have  fweeter  eyes. 

£2  Sweet  are  thy  lips,  thy  pleafing  voice 
Salutes  mine  ear  with  fecret  joys; 
No  fpice  io  much  delights  the  fmell, 
Nor  miik  nor  honey  taftes  fo  well.] 

3  Thou  art  all  fair,  my  bride,   to  me, 
I  \fcill  behold  no  fpot  in  thee. 
What  mighty  wonders   love  performs, 
And  puts  a  comelinefs  on  worms  ! 

4  Denl'd  and  loathfome  as  we  are, 

He  maizes  us  white,  and  calls  us  fair  5 
Adorns  us  with  that  heav'nly  drefs, 
His  graces  and  his  rigliteoufnefs, 


4 3  Hymns   and  B.  I. 

5  My  fifter  and  my  fpoufe,  he  cries, 
Bound  to  my  heart  by  rarious  ties, 
Thy  powerful  love  my  heart  retains 
In  ftrong  delight  and  pleafing  chains. 

6  He  calls  me  from  the  Leopard's  den, 
From  this  wild  world  of  beafts  and  merr, 
To  Zion  where  his  glories  are  ; 

Hot  Lebanon  is  half  fo  fair. 

7  Nor  dens  of  prey,  nor  flow1  ry  plains, 
Nor  earthly  joys,  nor  earthly  pains, 
Shall  hold  my  feet,  nor  force  my  ftay, 
When  Chriil  invites  my  foul  away. 

LXXIV     Thi  Church    the  Garden  of  ChriJ, 
Sol.  Song    iv.   12,    14,   15.    and   v.    1. 

1  \%7t  are  a  garden  wall'd  around, 

YV    Chofen  and  made  peculiar  ground  ; 
A  little  fpot,  inclos'd  by  grace, 
Out  cf  the  world's  wide  wildernefs. 

2  Like  trees  of  roynhand  fpice  we  ftand, 
Planted  by  God  the  Father's  hand, 
And  all  his  fprings  in  Sion  flow, 

To  make  the  young  plantation  grow, 

c;  Awake,  O  heav'nly  wind,  and  come, 
Blow  on  this  garden  of  perfume  ; 
Spirit  divine,  defcend  and  breathe 
A  gracious  gale  on  plants  beneath. 

4  Make  our  beft  fpices  flow  abroad, 
To  entertain  our  Saviour  God  : 
And  faith,  and  love,  and  joy  appear, 
And  ev'ry   grace  be  adtive  here. 

[5  Let  my  beloved  come  and  tafle 
His  pleafant  fruits  at  his  own  feafr, 
I  come,  my  fpoufe,  I  come,  he  cries, 
With  Jove  and  pleafute  in  his  eyer. 


B.  I.  Spiritual  Songs.  47 

6  Cur  Lord  into  his  Garden  comes, 

Well  pleas'd   to   fmell  our   poor  Perfumes, 

And    calls    us    to    a    Feaft    Divine, 
Sweeter  than   Honey,  Milk,  or  Wine. 

7  Eat   of  the   Tree  of  Lifey  my   Friends, 
The    Blejfings  thai  my  Father  fends  ; 
Tour  Tafie  fhall  all  my    Dainties  prove* 
And   drink  abundance  of  my   Love. 

8  Jefusy  we  will  frequent  thy  Board, 
And   fing   the   Bounties    of  our    Lord : 
But  the  rich  Food    on  which  we   live 
Demands  more  Praife  than  Tongues  can  give.] 

LXXV.  the  Defc  iption  ofQhnft.  the  Beloved, 
Sol.  Song  v.  9,  jo,  1 1,  12,  14,  15,  1 6. 

1  r|  ^HE  wond'ring   World   enquires    to    know 

JL      Why    I    mould  love  my    Jefus   fo  : 
What   are   his    Charms,   fay  they,   above 
The  Qbjefts   ef  a    mortal  Love  ? 

2  Yes,   my  Beloved,  to  my   Sight 

Shews   a   fweet   mixture,  Red  and  White : 
All  human  Beauties,  ali  Divine,. 
In  my  Beloved  meet  and  mine. 

3  White   is    his    Soul,  from    Blemiih  free  ; 
Red  with  the  Blood  he  fned  for  me ; 
The  faireft  of  Ten  Thouland  Fairs ; 

A  Sun  amongft  Ten  Thoufand   Stars. 

[4  His  Head  the  fineft  Gold  excels  ; 
There  Wifdom  in  Perfection  dwells, 
And  Glory  like  a  Crown  adorns 
Thofe  Temples  once  befet  with  Thorns.- 

5  Companions  in  his  Heart  are  found, 
Hard   by  the  Signals  of  his  Wound  : 
His  facred  Side  rio  more  mail  bear 
The  cruel  Scourge,  the  piercing  Spear.] 


48  Hymns  and  B.  I. 

[6  His  Hands  are  fairer   to  behold 

Than  Diamonds  fet  in  Rings   of  Gold ; 
Thofe   heav'ely    Hands   that    on   the    Tree 
Were    nail'd,   and  torn,  and  bled   for   me. 

7  Tho'  once    he   bow'd  his    feeble  Knees, 
Loaded   with  Sins   and  Agonies, 
Now  on    the    Throne    of  his  Command 
His    Legs  like    Marble    Pillars    ftand.] 

[8  His   Eyes    are   Majefty    and    Love, 
The    Eagle    temper'd  with  the  Dove  ; 
No  more  mail  trickling    Sorrows  roH 
Thro'   thofe  dear  Windows   of  his  Soul.] 

9  His   Mouth   that    pour'd    out    long    Complaints, 
Now    fmiles,  and    chears    his    fainting    Saints  : 
His    Countenance    more    graceful    is 
Than   Lebanon   with  all  its  Trees. 

jo  All  over  glorious  is  my  Lord, 
Muff    be    belov'd,    and    yet    ador*d  ; 
His   Worth   if   all    the    Nations   knew, 
Sure   the    whole    Earth    would    love,  him    too. 

LXXVl.   Chrift  dwells  in  Heaven  but  vifits 
on  Earthy  Sol.  bong  vi.    i,  2.  3,  12. 

1    XJfcTREN   Strangers  (land  and  hear  me  tell 
*  *      \\rhat  Beauties  in   my    Saviour  dwell; 
Where  he  is  gone  they  fain  would  know, 
That  th.     may  icek  and  Jove  him  too. 

Z    My    beft    Beloved    keeps  his  Throne, 
On    Hills    of    Lif>ht,    in   Worlds  unknown  ; 
But   he   defcends,  and  mows  his   Face 
la   L.ac  young  ustfdeas   of  his   Grace. 

[3   In  Vineyards  planted   by  his    Hand, 
Where  fruitful    Trees    in    Order   ft  and  ; 
He   feeds  among  the    ipicy    Beds, 
Where   Lillies   mow  their  fpotlefs    Heads. 

4  He 


B.  I.  Spiritual  Songs,  49 

4  He  has  engrefs'd  my  warmeft  Love, 
No  earthly  Charms   my    Soul    can  move ; 
I  have  a  Manfion   in   his  Heart, 
Nor  Death,  nor    Hell,  mall  make   us  part.] 

£5  He  takes   my   Soul  e'er  I'm   aware, 
And  mows  me  where   his   Glories    are; 
No  Chariot  of  Aviminadib 
The  heav'nly  Rapture  can  defcribe. 

6  O   may  my  Spirit    daily  rife 

On  Wings    of  Faith   above  the  Skies, 
'Till  Death  ihall    make  my  laft  Remove, 
To  dwell  for  ever  v/ith  my  Love.] 

LXXVIL  t$e  Love  of  Chrift  to  the  Church 
in  his  Language  to  her,  and  Provificns  for 
her,  Sol  Song  vii.    5,  6,   9,    12,  13, 

1  "K^TOW  in  the  Gall  ries  of  his  Grace 
if\    Appears  the  King,  and  thus  he  fays  : 
Hc"w  fair  my  Saints  are  in  my  Sight, 
My  Love  hew  pleefant  for    Delight  ? 

2  Kind  is  thy  Language,    Sov're'gn  Lord, 
There's  heav'nly  Grace  in  ev'ry  Word  ; 
From  that  dear  Month  a  Stream  divine 
Flows  fweeter  than  the  choiceft  Wine. 

3  Such  wond'rous  Love  awakes   the  Lip 
Of  Saints  that  were   almoit  afleep, 
To  fpeak   the  Praifes  of  thy  Name, 
And  make  our  cold  Affections  flame. 

Thefe  are  the  Joys  he  lets  us  know 

In  Fields  and  Villages  below  ; 

Gives  us   a  Relifli  of  his  Love, 

But  keeps   his  nobleif.  Feaft  above.  $ 

In    Paradife  within  the   Gates 
An  higher  Entertainment   waits  ; 
Fruits  new  and  old  laid  up    in  Store, 
Where  we  (hall  feed,  but  thirft  no  more. 

LXXVIIL 


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$o  Hymns   and  B.  ] 

LXXVIIL  The  Strength  of  ChnJVs  Lov> 
and  the  Souls  jfcahufy  of  her  owr 
Sol.  Song  viii.  5,  6,  7,  13,  14. 

[1   '\X7rHO  is    this    Fair  One   in  Diftrefs, 
»  ▼     That  travels  from   the  Wildernefs? 
And  prefsd  with  Sorrows  and  with   Sins, 
On  her   beloved   Lord  (he   leans. 

2  This   is   the   Spoufe   of  Chrift   our   God, 
Bought   with   the   Treafures    of  his   Blood  : 
And  her  Requeft,  and  her  Complaint, 

Is  but  the  Voice  of  ev'ry  Saint.] 

3  "  O   let  my  name  engraven   ftand, 

"  Both  on   thy  Heart  and  on  thy  Hand  : 
"  Seal    me   upon   thine  Arm,  and  wear 
•*  That  Pledge  of  Love  for  ever  there. 

4  «•  Stronger  than  Death  thy  Love  is  known 
"  Which  Floods  of  Wrath  could  never  drown 
At  And  Hell  and  Earth  in  vain  combine 

"  To  quench  a  Fire  fo   much  divine. 

5  u  But  I  am  jealous  of  my  Heart, 

"  Left  it  mould  once  fi'4p  thee  depart; 
"  Then  let  thy  Name  befell  imprefs'd, 
"  As  a  fair  Signet  on  my  Breaft. 

6  "  'Till  thou  haft  brought  me  to  thy  Home, 
*«  Where  Fears  and  Doubts  can  never  come, 
««  Thy  Count'nance  let  me  often  fee, 

"  And  often  thou  (halt  hear  from  me. 

7  4(  Come,   my    Beloved,   hafte   away, 

"  Cut  fhort  the  Hours  of  thy   Delay  ; 
•«  Fly  like   a   youthful   Hart   or  Roe 
"  Over  the  Hills  where   Spices  grow.'* 

LXXIX. 


IB.  I.  Spiritual  Songs.  $i 

iLXXlX.    A  Morning  Hymn,  Pfalm  xix.  5,  & 
and  Ixxiii.  24,  25. 

1  (~^  QD  of  the  morning,  at  whofe  voice 
VJT  The  chearful  fun  makes  hafte  to  rife,, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  fkies. 

2  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  eaft 
The  circuit  of  his  race  begins, 

And  without  wearinefs  or  reft 

Round  the  whole  earth  he  flies  and  fhincs, 

3  Ob,  like  the  fun  may  I  falfil 
Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day, 
With  ready  mind  and  attire  will 
March  on  and  keep  my  heav'nly  way. 

[4  But  I  (hall  rove  and  lofe  the  race. 
If  God,  my  fun,  mould  difappear, 
And  leave  me  in  this  world's  wide  maze, 
To  follow  ev'ry  wand 'ring  ftar.^ 

5  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 
Enlight'ning  our  beclouded  eyes ; 

Thy  threat'nings  juft,  thy  promife  fure, 
Thy  gofpel  makes  the  iimple  wife. 

6  Give  me  thy  counfel  for  my  guide, 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  blifs  ; 
All  my  defires  and  hopes  beiide 

Are  faint  and  cold  compared  with  this*. 

*LXXX.     An  Evening  Hymn,  Pfalm  iv.  8. 
and  iii.  5,  6.  and  cxliii.  8. 

»  PT^HUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 
A     Thus  far  his  pow'r  prolongs  my  days> 
And  ev'ry  evening  (hall  make  known 
Some  frefh  memorials  cf  his  grace. 


52  Hymns  and  B.  I, 

2  Much  cf  my  time  has  run  to  wafte, 
And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  paft, 

He  gives  me  ftrength  for  days  to  come* 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  fleep, 
Peace  is  the   pillow  for  my  head  ; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep, 
Their  watchful  ftations  round  my  bed. 

4  In  vain  the  fons  of  earth  or  hell 
Tell  me  a  thoufand  frightful  things  ; 
My  God  in  fafety  makes  me  dwell 
Beneath  the  fhadow  of  his  wings. 

[5  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear  \ 
O  may  thy  prefence  ne'er  depart, 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear 
The  love  and  kindnefs  of  thy  heart. 

6  Thus  when  the  night  of  death  mail  come, 
My  iiem  (hall  reft  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  ronfe  my  tomb, 
With  fweet  falvation  in  the  found. J 

LXXXI.   A  Song  for  Morning  or  Evenings 
Lzm,  in  23.    Ifa.  xlv.  7. 

1   \  ^"Y  God,  how  endlefs   is  thy  love  ! 
XVx  Thy  gifts  are  ev'ry  evening  new  ; 
And  mornirg  mercies  from  above, 
Gently  diilil  like  eaily  dew. 

Thou  fpread'ft  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
Great  guardian  of  my  fleeping  hours  ; 
Thy  fov'reign  word  reftores   the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my   drowfy  pow'rs. 

3  I  yield  my  pow'rs   to  thy  command, 
To   rhee  I   confecrate   my   days  : 
Perpetual  bleflings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perjK-t^'  fongs  of  praife. 


B.  I.  Spiritual  Songs.  53 

LXXXII.  God  far  above   Creatures:    O, 
Man  vain  and  mortal,  Job  iv.  17—21. 

1  O  HALL  the  vile  race  of  flelh  and  blood 
i^)  Contend  with  their  Creator,  God  ? 
Shall  mortal  worms  prcfume  to   be 
Moie  holy,  wife,  or  juft  than  He  ? 

2  Behold   he  puts  his  trail  in  none 
Of  all  the  fpirits  round  his  throne  ; 
Their  natures,  when  compar'd  with  his, 
Are  neither  holy,  juft  nor  wife. 

3  But  how  much  meaner  things  are  they, 
Who  fp ring  from  duft,  and  dwell  in  clay  i 
Touch'd  by  the  finger  of  thy  wrath, 

We  faint  and  vanim  like  the  moth.  , 

4  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thoufands  in  thy  fight ; 
Bury'd  in  duft  whole  nations  lie, 

Like   a  forgotten  vanity. 

5  Almighty  pcw'r,  to  thee  we  bow  ; 
How  frail  are  we  !   how  glorious  thou  I 
No  more  the  fons  of  earth  fhall  dare 
With    an   eternal  Gfod  compare. 

LXXXIII.      Aff&SHont    and    Death   und& 
Providence^  Job  v.   6,  7,  8. 

1  'VTOT  from  the  duft   affiiclion  grows* 
J.^1    "nor  troubles  rife  by  chance  ; 

Yet  we  are  born  to  cares  and  woes  ; 
a   fad  inheritance  I 

2  As  fparks  break  out  from  burning  coals, 

and  ftill  are  upward  borne  ; 
So  grief  is  rooted  in  our  fouls, 
and  man  grows  up  to  mourn  : 

3  Yet  with  my  God  I  leave  my  caufe, 

and  truft  his  promis'd  grace ; 
He  rules  me  by  hi3  well  known  laws 
«f  love  and  righteoufncfs. 


54  Hymns  and  B.  I. 

4  Not  ail  the  pains  that  e'er  I  bore 
(hall  fpoii  my  future  peace; 
For  death  and  hell  can   do  no  more 
than  what  my  Father  pleafe. 

LXXXIV.  Salvation^  Rigkteeufnefs  and  Strength, 
inCbri/i,  Ifa.  xlv.  s-i 25. 

1  TEHOVAH  fpeaks,  Jet  Ifr'el  hear, 
J   Let  all  the  earth  rejoice  and  feat* 
While  God's  eternal  Son  proclaims 

His  fov'reign  honours  and  his  names. 

2  "  I  am  the  laft,  and  I  the  firft, 

M  The  Saviour  God,  and  God  the  juft ; 
"  There's  none  befide  pretends  to  (hew 
<(  Such  juftice  and  falvation  too. 

[3  "  Ye  that  in  (hades  of  darknefs  dwell, 
«•  Juft  on  the  verge  of  death  and  hell, 
"  Look  up  to  me  from  diftant  lands, 
"  Light,  life  and  heav'n  are  in  my  hands.} 

4  "  I  by  my  holy  name  have  fworn, 
"  Nor  (hall  the  word  in  vain  return  ; 
•'  To  me  mall  all  things  bend  the  knee, 
s     M  And  ev'ry  tongue  fliall  fwear  to  me. 
<?  "  In  me  alone  fhall  men  confefs 
u  Lies  all  their  ftrength  and  righteoufnefs ; 
•■'  But  fuch  as  dare  defpife  my  name, 
"  I'll  clothe  them  with  eternal  fhame, 

6  u  In  me  the  Lord  mall  all  the  feed 
4<  Of  Ifr'el  from  their  (ins  be  freed, 
"  And  by  their  mining  graces  prove 
"  Their  int'reft  in  my  parrf*ning  love.*' 

LXXXV.     the  Jam*. 
1  ^TT*HE  Lord  on  high  proclaims 
JL     his  Godhead  from  his  throne  5 
Mercy  and   Juftice  are  the  names 
fey  which  I  will  be  known. 


Bl  T.  Spiritual'  Songs*  55 

1  Ye  dying  fouls  that  fit 
in  darknefs  and  diitrefs, 
Look  from  the  borders  of  the  pit 
to  my   recov'ring.  grace. 

3  Sinners  (hall   hear  the  found  ; 
their  thankful   tougues  (hall  own, 

Our  righteoufnefs  and  ftrength  is  found 
in  Thee  the  Lord  alone. 

4  In  Thee   fhall  Ifr'el    truft, 
and  fee  their  guilt  forgiv'n  ; 

God  will  pronounce  the  tinners  juft, 
and  take  the  faints  to  heav'n. 

LXXXVI.     God  Holy^   Jufty  and  Sovtrsign^ 
Job  ix.  2—10. 

1  T  TOW  fliould  the  fons  of  Adam's  race,. 
X  X     be  pure  before  their  God  J 
If  he  contend   in  righteoufnefs 
we  fall  beneath  bis  rod. 
a  To  vindicate  my  words  and  though  ts> 
I'll  make  no  more  pretence; 
Not  one  of  all  my  thoufand  faults 
can  bear  a  juft  defence. 

3  Strong  is  his  arm,  his  heart  is  wife  ; 
a,        what  vain  prefumers  dare 

Againfl  their  Maker's  hand  to  rife, 
or  'tempt  th'  unequal  war  ? 

[4  Mountains  by  bis  almighty  wrath 
from  their  own  feats-' are  torn  ; 
He  makes  the  earth  frpinfouth  to  norths 
and  all  her  pillars  mourn, 

5  He  bids  the  fun  forbear  to  rife, 
th*  obedient  {iinjbrbears ; 
His  hand  with  fackcloth  fpread&.the  Mkz* 
md  feah  up  all  the  ftars*  " 
G  %.' 


5<S-  Hymns  and  B.  I. 

6  He  walks  upon  the  ftormy  Tea  : 

flies  on  the  ftormy  wind  ; 
There's  none  can  trace  his  wondVous  way 
or  his  daik  footfteps  find.] 

LXXXVII.  God  dwell  with  the  Humble  and 

Peniter.t,   lfa.   Ivii.    15,   16, 
1   nnHUS  faith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 
X       *'  I  fit  upon  my  holy  throne  ; 
•'  My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high  ; 
"  Dwell  in  mine  own  eternity. 

7  '-  But  I  defcend  to  worlJs  below 
**  On  earth  I  hate  a  manfion  too ; 
M  The  humble  fpiric  and  contrite 
•!  Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

3  '•  The  humble  foul  my  words  revive, 
"  I  bid  the  mourning  (inner  live  ; 
**  Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
'*  And  eafe  the  forrows  of  the  mind. 

[4  "  When  I  contend  agai:  ft  their  fin, 
"  I  make  them  know  how  vile  they've  been; 
M  But  mould  my  wrath  forever  fmoke, 
•*  Theii  fouls  would  fink  beneath  my  ftroke." 

5  O  may  thy  pard'ning  grace  be  nigh, 
Left  we  mould  faint  defpair  and  die  ! 
Thus  fhall  our  better  thoughts  approve 
The  methods  of  thy  charVning  love.] 

LXXXVIII.  Life  the  Day  of  Grace  and  Hope, 

Lcclef.  ix.  4,  5,  6,   10. 
j  T     IFE  is  the  time  to  ferve  the  Lord, 

I    A   *The  time  r  infure  the  great  reward  ; 

And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  bum, 

The  vileft  (inner  may  return. 
£ 2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  giv'n 

To  Tc.ape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heav'n  ; 

The  day  ol  grace,  and  mortals  may 

Secure  the  bleflings  of  ue  day.] 


B.  I,  Spiritual  Songs  jj 

3   The  living  know  that  they  muit  die, 
But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie  : 
Their  mem'ry  and  their  fenfe  is  gone, 
Alike  unknowing  a»d  unknown. 

[4  Their  hatred  and  their  lore  is  loft, 
Their  envy  bury'd  in  the  duft  ! 
They  have  no  mare  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  fun.] 

5  Then  what  my  thoughts  defign  to  do, 
My  hands  with  all  your  might  purfue, 
Since  no  device,  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground; 

6  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  pafl 

In  the  cold  grave,  to  which  we  haite  ;    - 
But  darkneis,  death,  and   long  defpair, 
Reign  in  eternal  fiieftce  there. 

LXXXIX.  Youth  and  Judgment,  Eccl.  x.i.  9.'. 
3   "V7"E  fons  of  Adam  vain  and  young, 

X     Indulge  your  eyes,  indulge  your  tongue* 

Tafte  the  delights  your  fouls  defire. 

And  give  a  loofe  to  all  your  fire. 

2  Purfue  the  pleafures  you  defign, 

And  chear  your  hearts  with  fongs  and  vine,. 
Enjoy  the  day  of  mirth,  but  know 
There  is  a  day  of  judgment  too. 

3  God  from  on  high  beholds   your  thoughts, 
His  book  records  your  fecret  faults  : 
The  works  of  darknefs  you  have  done, 
Muft  all  appear  before  the  fun. 

4  The  vengeance  to  your  follies  due 

Should  ftrike  your  hearts  with  terror  through ,% 
How  will  you  ftand  before  his  face, 
Or  anfwer  for  his  injur'd  grace  ?       4 


5^  Hymns  and  R.  I,: 

5   Almighty  God,  turn  off  their  eyes 
From  thefe  alluring  vanities  ; 
And  let  the  thunder  of  thy  word 
Awake  their  fouls  to  fear  the  Lord. 
XC  The  fame. 
J  1       O  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rife, 
JL-J    and  thro'  all  nature  rove, 
Fulfil  the  willies  of  their  eyes, 
and  tafte  the  joys  they  love, 
a  They  give  a  loofe  to  wild  defires  ; 
but  let  the  finners  know 
The  ftrift, account  that  God  requires 
of  all  the  works  they  do. 
3  The  Judge  prepares  his  throne  on  high, 
the  frighted  earth  and  feat 
Avoid  the  fury  of  his  eye, 
and  flee  before  his  face. 
\  How  {hall  I  bear  that  dreadful  day, 
and  ftand  the  fiery  teft  ? 
I  give  all  mortal  joys- away. 
to  be  for  ever  bleft. 

XCI.  Advice  to  Youth ;  or,  Old  Age  and  Death 
in,  an  unconverted  State,  Eccl.  xii.  i,  7, 
Ifai.  Ixv.    20. 

I  TWTO.W  in  the  heat  of  youtkfuJ  blood 
x\l    Remember  your  Creator  God  : 
Behold  the  months  come  haft'ning  on, 
When  you  (hall  fay,  my  joys  are  gone*, 

a  Behold,  the  aged  Turner  goes, 
Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  endlefs  curfes  on  his  head. 
^ The  dud  returns  to  duft  again  • 
The  foul  in  agonies  of  pain 
Afcends  to  God  ;  not  there  to  dwell, 
iBut  hew  her  doom,  and  fiaki  to  hell. 


|B.  L  Spiritual  Song?  ^ 

'4  Eternal  King,  I  fear  thy  name, 
Teach  me  te  know  how  frail  I   am ; 
And  when  my  foul  muft  hence  remove, 
Give  me  a  manfion  in  thy  love. 

XCIL  Cbrift  the  Wifim  of  God,  Prov.  viii<  i^ 
21 — — 23* 

1   O  HALL  wifdom  cry  aloud, 
O     and  not  her  fpeech  be  heaid  t 
The  voice  of  God's  eternal  word, 
deferves  it  no  regard  ?- 

2-  *'  L  was  his   chief  delight* 
"  his  everlafting  Son, 
*  Before  the  firft  of  all  his  works^ 
"creation,  was  begun. 

[3,  **  Before  the  frying  clouds, 
"  before  the  folid  land, 
"Before  the  fields,  before  the  floods*, 
"  I  dwelt  at  his  right  hand. 

4  ••  When  He  adorn'd  the  fkies> 
"  and;  built  them*  I  was  there, 

3$  To  order  when  the  fun  fhould  rifef 
"  and  martial  ev'ry  ftar. 

5  "  When  he  pour'd  out  the  fea? 
"  and  fpread  the  flowing  deep,. 

M  I  gave  the  flood  a  firm  decree 
"  in  it*  own  bounds  to  keep.] 

*  ••  Upon  the  empty  air  \ 

"  the  earth  was  ballanc'd  well ; 

"With  joy  I  faw  the  manfion  where 

«« the-  fons  of  men  mould  dweUk 

f  «  My  bufy  thoughts  at  firft 
«■  on  their  falvation  ran, 
«  E'er  fin  was  born,  or  Adam'i  daft; 
61  was  faftuoa'd  to  a  man* 


6o  Hymns  and  B.  I. 

8  '*  Then  come  receive  my  grace, 
'*  ye  children,  and  be  wife  ; 
"  Happy  the  man  that  keeps  my  ways, 
"  the  man  that  fhuns  them  dies." 

XCIII.  Chria,  or  mfbtn*  obefd  or  rtfijltd. 
Prov.  viii.  34 36. 

1  ^TTVHUS  f^ich  the  wifdom  of  the  Lord, 

X     **  BlefsM  is  the  man  that  hears  my  word, 
"  Keeps  daily  watch  before  my  gates, 
"  And  at  my  feet  for  mercy  waits. 

2  "  The  foul  that  feeks  me  (hall  obtaia 
■'  Immortal  wealth,  and  heav'nly  gain  \ 
**  Immortal  life  is  his  reward, 

**  Life  and  the  favour  of  the  Lord. 

3  "  But  the  vile  wretch  that  flies  from  me, 
"  Doth  his  own  foul  an  injury  ; 

'*  Fools  that  againft  my  grace  rebel, 

M  Seek  death,  and  love  the  road  to  hell.'* 

XCIV.  Jujiification  by  Faith,  not  by  IVorh  : 
Or,  The  Law  condemns,  Gracs  juftijies, 
Rom.  itt.   19 22. 

1  "\  TAIN  are  the  hopes  the  fons  of  men 

V       on  their  own  works  have  built ; 
Their  hearts  by  nature  all  unclean, 
.    and  all  their  actions  guilt. 

2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  flop  their  months, 

without  a  murm'ring  word, 
And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  ftand 
guilty  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain  we  aflc  God's  righteous  law, 

to  juftify   us  now, 
Since  to  convince  and  to  condemn 
is  all  the  law  can  do. 


B.  1.  Spiritual   Songs*  6i 

4  Jefus,  how  glorious  is  thy  grace, 
when  in  thy  name   we  trufl  ; 
Our  faith  receives  a  righteoufneft 
that  makes  the  Tinner  juft. 

XCV.  Regeneration,  John  i.  1 3.  and  iii.  3.&C. 

1  ^^7 OT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 
1^1      nor   rites  that  God  hasgiy'n, 
Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 

can  iaife  a  foul  to  heav'n. 

2  The  fov'reign  will  of  God  alone 

creates  us  heirs  of  grace  ; 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
a  new  peculiar  race. 

3  The  Spirit,  like  fome  heav'nly  wind, 

blows  on  the  for.s  of  flefh, 

New  models  all  the  carnal  mind, 

and  forms  the  man  afrefh. 

4  Our  quick'ning  fouls  awake,  and  rife 

from  the  long  fleep   of  death  ; 

On  heavenly  things  we  fix  our  eyes, 

and  praife  employs  our  breath. 

XCVI.  Election  excludes  Boajiing,    1  Cor,  i. 

26 31. 

1  "OUT  few  among  the  carnal  arife, 
JD     but   few  of  noble   race. 
Obtain   the  favour  of  thine  eyes, 
almighty  King   of  grace. 

a  He  takes  the  men  of  meaneft  name 
for  fons  and  heirs  of  God  ; 
And  thus  he  pours  abundant  mamc 
on  honourable  blood. 

3  He  calls  the  fool,  and  makes  him  know 
the  rayft'ries   of  his  grace, 
To  bring  afpiring  wifdom  low, 
and  all  it's  pride  abafe. 


6i  Hymns  and  B.  1. 

4  Nature  has  all  its  glory  loft, 

when  bronght  before  his  throne  ; 
No  flefti  (hall  in  his  prefence  boaft, 
but  in  the  Lord  alone. 

XCVII.  Chrift  our  Wijdom,  Rigkteoufmfs,  &c, 
I  Cor.  i.  30. 

2,  TJURYD  in  fhadows  of  the  night, 
£j  We  lie  till  Chrift  reftores  the  light  ; 
Wifdom  descends  to  heal  the  blind. 
And  chafe  the  darknefs  of  the  mind. 

a  Our  guilty  fouls  are  drown'd  in  tears 
Till  his  atoning  blood  appears  ; 
Then  we  awake  from  deep  diftrefs, 
And  fing  the  Lord  our  righteoufnefs.. 

3  Our  very  frame  is  mis'd  with  fin, 
His  Spirit  makes  our  nature  clean  ; 
Such  virtues  from  his  fuff'rings  flow* 
At  once  to  cleanfs  and  pardon  too. 

4  Jefus  beholds  where  Satan  reigns, 
Binding  his  Haves  in  heavy  chains, 
He.  fets  the  prisoners  free,  and  breaks 
The  iron  bondage  from  our  necks. 

^  Poor  helplefs  worms-  in  thee  poflefs 
Grace,  wifdom,  pow'r,  and  righteoufne/s  ;.• 
Thou  art  our  mighty  All,  and  we 
Give  our  whole  felves,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 

XCVIII.     The  Jam. 
i   T  JTOW  heavy  is  the  night 
X  i  that  hanjs   upon  our  eyei, 
Till  Chrift  with  his  reviving  light 
over  our  fouls  arife. 

2  Our  guilty  fpirits  dread 
to  meet  the  wrath  of  heaVc, 
9ut  in  his  righteoufnefs  array'd, 
we.  fcc  our  fios  forgiv'a. 


B.  I.  Spiritual  Songs.  % 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways, 
His  hands   infe&ed  nature  cure 
witk  fanctifying  grace. 

4  The  pow'rs  of  hell  agree 

to  hold   our  fouls  in   vain  ; 
He  fets  the  fons  of  bondage  free, 
and  breaks  the  cut  fed  chain. 

5  Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways 
to  bring  us  near  to  God, 

Thy  fov'reign  pow'r,  thy  pealing  grace, 
and  thine  atoning  blood, 

XCIX.  Stones  made  Children  of  Abraham  :  or* 
Grace  not  conveyed  by  reiigiousParenU^iz'UM^ 
5  X  TAIN  are  the  hopes  that  rebels  ©lacs 
\    upon  their  birth  and  blood*. 
Defcended  from  a  pious  race  ; 
(their  fathers  now  with  God.) 

2  He  from  the  caves  of  earth  and  hell 

can  take  the  hardeft  ftanes, 
And  fill  the  houfe  of  Abra'm  well 
with  new  created  fons* 

3  Such  wond*rous  pow'r  he  doth  poffefs, 

who  form'd  our  moital  frame, 
Who  call'd  the  world  from  emptinefo  ; 
the  world  obey'd  and  came. 

C.  Beit  eve  and  be  faved,  John  n'u  i6,  17,  1 8» 

1  VI OT  to  condemn   the  fons  of  men, 
JlN    Did  Chrift  the  fon  of  God  appears 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  feen, 
No  flaming  fword  nor  thunder  there? 

S  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 
He  lov'd  the  raee  of  man  fo  well, 
He  fent  his  Son  to  bear  our  load 
Of  fins,  and  fave  our  fouls  from  hell* 


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3  Sinners,  believe  the  Saviour *s  word, 
Truft-in  his  mighty  name,  and  live  $ 
A  thousand  joys  his  lips  afford, 
His  hands  a  thoufand  bleffings  give. 

4  But  vengeance  and  damnation  lies 
On  rebels  who  refufe  his   grace  ; 
Who  God's  eternal  Son  defpife, 
The  hotteft  hell  (hall  be  their  place. 

CI.    Joy  in  Heaven  for  a  repenting  Sinnsry 
Lulce  xv.  7,    io. 

i   \7t/r3^  can  defctibe  the  joys  that  rife, 
VV     Thro*  all  the  courts  of  paradife, 
To  fee  a  prodigel  return, 
To  fee  an  heir  of  glory  born  ? 

2  With  joy  the  Father  doth  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love; 

The  Son  with  joy  looks  down  and  fees 
The  purchafe  of  his  agonies. 

3  The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 
The  holy  foul  he  form'd  anew  ; 
And  faints  and  angels  join  to  fing 
The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 

CII.     The    Beatitudes,  Matt.  v.  2 12. 

i   TjLEST  are  the  humble  fouls  that  fee 
JL)    Their  emptinefs  and  poverty  ; 
Treafures  of  grace  to   them  are  giv'n, 
And  crowns  of  joys  laid  up  in  heav'n. 

[2  Bleft  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  fin  with  inward  fmart; 
The  blood  of  Chrift  divinely  flows 
A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes  ] 

£3  Bleft  are  the  meek,  who  ftand  afar 
From  rage  and  paflion,  noife  and  war; 
God   wiil  fecure  their  happy  ftate, 
And  plead  their  caufe  againft  the  great.} 


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[4  Blefr.  are  the  fouls  that  thirft  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteoufnefs  ; 
They  (hall  be  well  fuppiy'd  and  fed 
With  liting  ftreams  and  living  bread.] 

.;  [5  Bleft  are  the  men  whofe  bowels  move 
And  melt  with  fympathy  and  love  ; 
From  Chrift  the  Lord  (hall  they  obtain 
Like  fympathy  and  love  again.] 

[6  Bleft  are  the  pure,  whofe  hearts  are  cJeas 
From  the  defiling  pow'r  of  fin  ; 
With  endlefs  pleafure  they  (hall, fee 
A  God  of  fpotlefs  purity.] 

[7  Bleft  are  the  men  of  peaceful   life, 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  ftrife  J 
They  (hall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  blifs, 
The  fons  of  God,  the  God    of  peace.] 

[8  Bieft  are  the  fuff'rers  who  partake 
Of  pa.in  and  (hame  for  Jefus'  fake  ; 
Their  fouls  (hall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward.] 

CIII.  Not  ajhamed  of  the  Gofpd>  2  Tim.  u  I5U 

1  T'M  not  afham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 
X     or  to  defend  his  caufe, 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 

the  glory  of  his  crofs. 

2  Jefus,  my  God  !  I  know  his  name, 

his  name  is  all  my  trufl ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  foul  to  (hame, 
nor  let  my  hope  be  loft. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promife  (lands, 

and  he  can  well  feenre 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
'till  the  deciiive  hour. 


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4  Then  will  hje  own  my   worthlefs  name 
before  his  Father's  face, 
And  in  the  new  Jerufalem 
appoint  my  foul  a  place. 

CIV.  A  State  of  Nature  and  Grace,  I  Cor.  vi. 

10,     II. 

*  "^T  OT  the  malicious  or  profane, 
1^1    the  wanton  or  the  proud, 
Nor  thieves,  nor  fland'rers,  mail  obtain 
the  kingdom  of  our  God. 

3  Surprizing  grace  !   and  fuch  were  We 

by  nature  and  by  fin, 

Heirs  of  immortal  mifery, 

unholy  and  unclean. 

j  But  we  are  wa(h'd  in  Jefus'  blood, 
we're  pardon'd  thro*  his  name  ; 
And  the  good  Spirit  of  our  God 
has  fanclifyd  our  frame. 

4  O  for  a  perfevering  pow*r 

to  keep  thyjuft  commands  i 
We  would  defile  our  hearts  no  more, 
no  more  pollute  our  hands. 

CV.  Heaven  invifible  and  holy,  I  Cor.  ii.  9,  IC. 

Rev.  xxi.  27. 
1  "^/J  OR  eye  has  feen,  nor  ear  has  heard, 
JL^I    nor  fenfe  nor   reafon  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 
for  thofe  that  love  his  Son. 
z  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 
reveals  a  heav'n  to  come  ; 
The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 
allure  and  guide  us  home. 

■j.  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  fky, 
and  all  the  region  peace  ; 
No  wanton  lips  nor  envious  cye» 
ran  fee  or  tafte  the  blife. 


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4  Thofe  holy  gates  forever  bar 

pollution,  fin  and  fhame  ; 
None  (hall  obtain  admittance  there 
but  followers  of  the  Larch. 

5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 

there  all  their  names  are  found  ; 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  fhall  ftrive 
to  tread  the  heavenly  ground. 

CVI.    Dead  to  Sin  by  the  Crofs    of  Chrifi, 
Rom  vi.  i,  a,  6. 

i   OHALL  we  go  on  to  fin, 
»3    becaufe  thy  grace  abounds. 
Or  crucify    the   Lord  again, 
and  open  all  his  wounds  ? 

2  Forbid  it,  mighty  God  I 
nor  let  it  e*er  be  faid, 

That  we  whofe  fins  are  crucify'd, 
mould  raife  them  from  the  dead. 

3  We  will  be  flaves  no  more, 
fince  Chrift  has  made  us  free, 

Has  nail'd  our  tyrants  to  his  crofs, 
and  bought   our  liberty. 

CVIt.  The  Fall  and  Recovery  of  Man:  Or, 
Chrift  and  Satan  at  Enmity.  Gen.  iii.  1. 155 
17.    Gal.  iv.  4.    Col.  ii.  15. 

i  "pvECEIV'D  byfubtlefnaresofheil, 
U  Adam  our  head,  our  father,    fell, 
When  Satan  in  the  ferpent  hid, 
Propos'd  the  fruit  that  God  forbid. 

2  Death  was  the  threatening  :   death  began 
To  take  poffeffion  of  the  man  ; 
His  unborn  race  receiv'd  the  wound, 
And  heavy  curfes  fmote  the   ground 


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3  But  Satan  found  a  worfe  reward  ; 
Thus  faith  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord, 
Let  everlafting  hatred  be 

Betwixt  the  woman's  feed  and  thee. 

4  The  woman's  feed  (hall  be  my  Son: 
He  mall  deftroy  what  thou  hail  done  : 
Shall   break  thy  head,  and  only  feel 
Thy  malice  raging  at  his  heel. 

£5  He  fpake;  and  bid  four  thoufand  years 
Roll  on  :  At  length  his  Son  appears  ; 
Angels  with  joy  defcend  to  earth, 
And  fing  the  young  Redeemer's  birth. 

6  Lo,   by  the  fons  of  hell  he  dies ! 
But  as   he  hung  'twixt  earth  and  Ikies, 
He  gave  their  Prince    a  fatal  blow, 
And  triumph'd  o'er  the  pow'rs  below.] 

•CVIII.  Christ  unfeen  and  beloved.  1  Pet.  i.  8. 

1  1WTOT  with  our  mortal  eyes 
x\|    have  we  beheld  the  Lord, 

Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
and  love  him  in  his  word. 

2  On  earth  we  want  the  fight 
of  our  Redeemer's   face  ; 

Yet,  Lord,  our  inmoft  thoughts  delight 
to  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  tafle  thy  love, 
our  joys  divinely  grow 

Unfpeakable,  like  thofe  above, 
and  heav'n  begins  below. 

CIX.  The  Value  */"Chrift  and  bis  Righteoujnefa 

Phil.  iii.  7,8,9. 
I  "^TO  more,  my  God,  I  boaft  no  more 

X\|   Of  ali  the  duties  I  have  done  ; 

1  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before, 

Totruft  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 


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2  Now,  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 
What  was  my   gain   I  count  ray  lofs  ; 
My  former  pride  I    call  my  fhame, 
And  nail   my  glory   to  his  crofs. 

3  Yes,  and  I  mull  and  will  efteem 
Ail  things  but  lofs  for  Jefus'  fake  : 
O  may  my  foul  be  found  in  Him, 
And  of  his  righteoufnefs  partake  I 

4  The  bed  obedience  of  my  hands 
Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne; 
But  faith  can  anfwer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

CX.  Death  and  immediate  Glory,  2  Cor.  V.  I. 
5—8. 

f   nr^HERE  is  a  houfe  not  made  with  hands, 
JL       eternal,  and  on  high, 
Afid  here  mv  fpirit  waiting  ftands 
•till  God  (hall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly   this  prifon    of  my  clay 

muft  be  diflbiv'd   and  fall; 
Then,   O  my  foul,  with  joy  obey 
thy  heav'nly  Father's  call. 

3  9Tis  He,  by  his  Almighty  grace, 

that  forms  thee  fit  for  heav'n ; 
And,   as  an  earned  of  the  place, 
has  his  own  Spirit  giv'n. 

4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come, 

faith  lives  upon  his  word  ; 
But  while  the  body  is  our  home, 
we're  abfent  from  the   Lord. 

5  'Tis  pleafant  to  believe  thy  grace, 

but  we  had  rather  fee  ; 
We  would  be  abfent  from  the  fieih, 
and  prefent,  Lord,  with  Thee. 


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CXI.   Sahation  by  Grace,  Titus  iii.  3 — 7. 
[1    r     ORD,  we  confefs  our  nam*rous  faulty 
1  J    how  great  our  guih  has  heen  ! 
Fooliih  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
and  all  our  lives  were  (in. 

2  But,  O  my  foul,  for  ever  praife, 
for  ever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dang'rous  ways, 
of  folly,  fin,  and  mamc.-] 

£3  'Tis   not  by  works  of  Hghteoufnefs 
which  our  own  hands  have  done ; 
But  we  are  fav'd  by  fov'reign  grace, 
abounding  through  his   Son.] 

4  Tis  from   the  mercy  of  our  God 

that  all  our   hopes   begin  ; 
*Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood 
our  fouls  are  wafh'd  from  fin. 

5  'Tis  through  the  purchafe  of  his  death, 

who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The  Spirit  is  fent  down  to  breathe 
on  fuch  dry  bones  as  we. 

0  Rais'd  from  dead  we  live  a-new  ; 

and  juftify'd  by  grace, 
We  fhall  appear  in  glory  too> 
and  fee  our  Father's  face. 

CXII.  TJje  Brazen  Serpent  :  Or,  Looking  ti 
Jesus,  John  iii.  J4 — 16. 

1  QO  did  the  Hebrew  Prophet  raife 
O    the  brazen  ferpent  high  ; 
The  wounded  felt  immediate  eafe, 

the  camp  forbore  to  die. 
z  Look  upward  in  the  dying  hour, 
and  live,  the  Prophet  cries  ; 
But  Chrift  performs  a  nobler  cure, 
when  faith  lifts  up  her  eyes. 


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3  High  on   the  crofs  the  Saviour  hang, 

high   on  the  heav'ns   he  reigns ; 
Here  tinners,  by  th'  old  Serpent  ftung, 
look,  and  forget  their  pains. 

4  When  God's  own  Son  is  lifted   up, 

a   dying  world  revives ; 
The    Jew  beholds  the  glorious  hope, 
th'  expiring  Gentile  lives. 
CXI II.     Abtahanw    Bhffwg  on  the  Gentiles, 
Gen.  xvii.  7.  Rom.  xv.  &  -Mark  x.  14-  j 
OW  large  the  promife  !    how  divine, 
to  Abr'am  and  his  feed  ; 
Fll  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
fupplying  all    their  need. 
s  The  words  of  his   extenfive  love 
from  age  to  age  endure  ; 
The  angel   of  the  cov*nant  proves* 
and  feals  the   blefiing  fure. 

3  Jefus  the  ancient  faith  confirm** 

to    our  great  fathers   giv'n ; 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms, 
and  calls  them  heirs   of  heav'n. 

4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  ways  \ 

his  love  endures  t^e   fame  ; 
Nor  from  the  prpm;tfe  of  his  grace 
blots  out  the   crrjldrens  name. 

CXIV.    The  fame  %  Romans  xu  16,   17 
1   f^>  ENTILE^  by  nature,  we  belong 
Vj£     to  the    wild  olive  wood  ; 
Grace  took  u'  j  from  the  barren  tree, 

and   grafts  us  in  the  good. 
With  the  f  ^ame  bleflings  g&ce  endows 

theGe  mile  and  the  Jew{V 
If  pure     amj  holy  be  the  :  Sfctj 

fuch    are  thc  branches  t&o» 
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g  Then  let  the  children  of  the  (atnts, 
be  dedicate   to  God ; 
Pour  out  thy  Spirit  on  them,  Lord, 
and  warn  them  in  thy  bloocJ. 

<Thus  to  the  parents  and  their  feed 
fliall  thy  falvatioo  come, 
And  num*rous  houfliolds  meet  at  laft  . 
in  one  eternal  home. 

CXV.    Conviftton  cf  Sin  by  the  Law, 
Romans  vii.  8,  9,  14,  24. 

1  T     ORD,.how  fecure  my  confcience  was, 

I    1     and  felt  no  inward  dread  ! 
I   was  alive  without  the  law, 
and  thought  my  fins  were  dead. 

2  My  hopes   cf  heav'n  were  firm  and  brigth, 

but  fince  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing  pow'r  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

[3  My  gailt  appear'd  but  fmall  before, 
till  terribly   I  faw 
How  perfect,  holy,  juft  and  pure, 
was  thine  eternal  law. 

4  Then  felt  my  foul  the  heavy  load, 

my  fins  reviv'd  again, 
I  had  provck'd  a  dreadful  God, 
and  all  my  hopes  were  flain.] 

5  I'm  like  a  helplefs  captive  fold, 

under  the   pow'r  of  fin  ; 
I  cannot  do  the  good  I  would, 
nor  keep  my  confcience  clean. 
<*■  My  God,  I  cry  with  ev'ry  breath, 
for  fome^ind   pow'r  to  fave, 
To  break  &i  yoke    of  fin  and  death, 
and  thtts,;fcedeem  the  flave. 
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GXVI.      Love  to  God  and  our  Neighbour,, 
"Matthew  xxii.  37- 4°- 

1  rr^HUS  faith  the  firft,  the  great  command, 

«<  Let  all  thy  inward  pow'rs  unite 
«  To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God, 
«  With  utmoll  vigour  and  delight. 

2  «  Then  (hall  thy  neighbour  next  in  place 
"  Share  thine  affections  and  efteem, 

»  And  let  thy  kindnefs  to  thyfext        ^  _ 
"-Meafure  and  rule  thy.  love  to  him. 

a  This  is  the  fenfe  that  Mofes  fpoke, 

This  did  the  Preacher  preach   and  prove  J 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 
And  the  whole  law's  fulfilled  by  love. 

a  But  Oh  !  how  bafe  our  paffions  are  ! 
How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal  ! 
Lord,  fill  our  fouls  with  heav'nly  fire, 
Or  we  (hall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 

CXV1I.     Ekalon  Sovereign  and  Free, 
Romans  ix.  21,  22,  23,  24. 

[l  TJEHOLD  the  porter  and  the  clay, 
J3   He  forms  his  veffels  as    he  pleafe  ; 
Such  is  our  God,  and  fuch  are  we, 
The  fubjetfs  of  his   high  decrees. 

2  Doth  not  the' workman's  pow'r  extend 
O'er  all  the  mafs,  which  part  to  chufe, 
And  mould  itfor  a  nobler  end, 
And  which  to  leave  for  viler  ufe  ?] 

g  May  not  the  fov'reign  Lord  on  high 
DHpenfe  his  favours  as  he  will, 
Chufe  fome  to  life,  while  others  die, 

- '  And  yet  be  juft  and  gracious  ftill  ?.; 


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[4  What  if  to  make  his  terror  known, 
He  lets  his  patience  long  endure, 
SufF'ring  vile  rebels  to   go  or, 
And  feal   their  own  deflrutfion  fure  ? 

5  What  if  he  means  to  mew   his  grace, 
And  bis  electing  love  employs 

To  mark  out  fome  of  mortal  race, 
And  form  them  fit  for  heav'nly  joys  ?J 

6  Shall  man  reply  againft  the  Lord, 
And  call  his  Maker's  ways  unjuft, 
The  thunder  of  whofe  dreadful  word 
Can  crufh  a  thoufand  worlds  to  duft  ? 

n  But,  O  my  foul,  if  truth  fo  bright 
Should  dazzle  and  confound  my   fight, 
Yet  dill  his  written  will  obey, 
And  wait  the  great  decifive  day. 

3  Then  mall  he  make  his  Juflice  known, 
And  the  whole  world,  before  his  throne, 
With  joy  or  terror  mall  confefs 
The  glory  of  his  righteorfnefs. 

CXVII1.  Mofes  and  Chrift  ;  or,  Sir.s 
againfl  the  Law  and  Go/pel,  John  i.  17. 
Heb.  iii.  3,  5,  6.  and  x.  28,   29. 

1  rT^HE  law  by  Mofes  came, 

_|_     but  peace  and  truth  and  love, 
Were  brought  by  Chuft  (a  nobler  name) 
defcending  from  above. 

2  Amidft  the  houfe  of  God 

their  diff'rent  works  were  done  ; 
Mofes  a  faithful  fervant  Hood, 
but  Chrift  a  faithful  Son. 

3  Then  to  his  new  commands 
be  fbicl  obedience  paid  ; 

P'er  all  his  Father's  houfe  he  (lands 
the  Sov'ieign  and  the  head. 


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4.  Great  Prop, bet   of  my  God, 
My  Tongue  would  blefs.  thy  Name  ; 
By  Thee   the  joyful  News 
Of  our  "Salvation    came  ; 

The  joyful   News. 

Of   Sins    forgiv'n, 

Of  Hell    fabdu'd, 

And   Peace   with  Keav'n.^ 

g  Be   thou    my   Counfelhr, 
My    Pattern,  and  my  Guld-e  , 
And  thro'    the   Defart  Land 
Still   keep  me   near  thy.  Side. 

O   let   my   Feet 

Ne'er   run   aftray, 

Nor  rove,   nor   feek 

The   crooked  Way  !} 

6  I  love  my  Shepherd's  Voice* 
His   watchful  'Eye   (hall  keep 
My   wand 'ring  Soul  among 
The   Thoufands  of  his    Sheep  S 

He   feeds  his   Flock, 

He  calls    their  Names, 

His   Bofom   bears 

The   tender   Lambs. J 

j  Te   this  dear  Surety's    Hani! 
Will   I   commit  my   Caufe  ; 
He   anfwers   and   fulfils 
His   Father's    broken  Laws. 

Behold   my    Soul 

At   Freedom    fe-t  j 

My  Surety   paid 

The   dreadful   Debt.] 

"8  J  ejus,  my  Great    High   Priefiv 
r   Ofrer'd  his  Blood  and   dy'd  ; 

My   guilty   Confcience  feeks 

No   Sacrifice  befide. 


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I  go       Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs,      B. 

His   pow'rful   Blood 
Did  once   atone  ; 
And   now   it   pleads 
Before   the  Throne.] 

£9  My   Advocate   appears 
For  my   Defence   on    high  ; 
The   Father  bows  his   Ears, 
And  lays  his  Thunder  by. 

Not  all  that  Hell 

Or   Sin    can    fay, 

Shall   turn   his   Heart, 

His    Love   away.] 

[10  My   Dear    Almighty   Lord, 
My    Conqifrcr,    and    my    King, 
Thy  Scepter,  and   thy    Swoid, 
Thy  reigning  Grace  I  fing. 

Thine    is    the   Pow*r  ; 

Behold  I  fit 

In   willing  Bonds 

Beneath    thy  Feet.] 

£11  Now   let   my  Soul  arife, 
And  tread   the  Tempter  down  ; 
My  Captain   leads    me   forth 
To  Conqueft  and   a   Crown. 

A   feeble  Saint 

Shall  win   the   Day 

Tho'    Death  and  Hell 

Obftrucl  the  Way.] 

*2  Should  all  the  Holts  of  Death, 
And  PowVs  of  Hell  unknown, 
put  their  moft  dreadful  Forms 
Of  Rage  and   Mifchief  on  ; 

I   (hall    be    fafe, 

For   Chriji   difplays 

Superior   Power 

And    Guardian-Grace. 

The  Eni>  of  the  Fikst  Book. 


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Spiritual  Songs. 


BOOK     I L 


Compofed  on  Divine  Subjects. 

L     A  Song   of  Praife    to  God  from 
Great-Britaio. 

i  ^TATURE  with,  all  her  Pow'rs  fhall  fing 
i^i    God  the  Creator  and  the  King  : 
Nor  Air,  nor  Earth,  nor  Skies,  nor  Seas, 
Deny  the  Tribute  of  their  Praife. 

£2  Begin  to  make  his  Glories  known, 
Ye  Seraphs  that  (it   near  his  Throne  ; 
Tane  your  Harps  high,  and  fpread  the  Sound 
To  the  Creation's  utmoffc  Bound.] 

£3  All  mortal  Things  of  meaner  Fame, 
Exert  your  Force,  and  own  his  Name  ; 
Whilft  with  our  Souls   and  with  our  Voice 
We  ling  his  Honours  and  our  Joys.] 

£4  To  him  be  facred  all  we   have, 
From  the  young  Cradle   to  the   Graye  ; 
©ar   Lips  fhall   his  loud  Wonders  tell, 
And     ?'ry  word   a  Miracle.] 

F  2  .     S  Tte 


*c#  Hymns  and  B.  11.1 

■£5  Th's  Northern  Ifle,   our   native   Land, 
Lies   fafe   in  the  Almighty's    Hand  : 
Our   Foes    of  VicYry    dream  in   vain, 
Aad   wear  the   captivating    Chain. 

6  He   builds  and   guards    the    Britijh  Throne, 
And  makes  it    gracious   like  his  own  ; 
Makes  our  fuccellive   Princes   kind, 
And   gives    our    Dangers  to    the   Wind.] 

*j  Raife  monumental   Praifes  high 

To   him  that  thunders  -.thro'   the  Sky, 
And   with  an    awful    Nod   or   Frown 
Shakes   an    afpiring   Tyrant    down. 

.3  Pillars   of  lafling  Brafs   proclaim 

The  Triumphs  of  th'    Eternal   Name  ; 
While   trembling  Nations    read   from   far 
The   Honours   of  the  God  of  War.] 

$  Thus  let  our  flaming   Zeal  employ 

Our  loftieft  Thoughts  and  loudeft   Sengs  : 
Britain,  pronounce   with  warmeft    Joy 
Hofanna  from  ten   thoufand  Tongues. 

,ro  Yet,  mighty  God,   our   feeble   Frame 
Attempts    in   vain  to    reach   thy  Name ; 
The   ftrongeft   Notes    that   Angels    raife 
Faint   in  the  Worfhip   and  the  Praife. 

II.    The    Death    cf  a  Sinner. 

1  "\/f*Y  Thoughts   on  awful   Subjects   roll, 
Jl\X     Damnation   and  the  Dead; 
What  Horrors   feize    the  guilty   Soul 

upon   a   dyin£    Bed. 

2  Ling'ring  about  thefe   mortal   Shores 

(lie   makes  a  long  Delay, 
Till,  like  a  Flood  with  rapid  Force, 
Death  fweeps  the  Wretch  away. 

s  Then  fwift  and  dreadful  fhe  defends 
down   to  the  fiery  Coaft, 
Amongft   abominable    Fiends, 

3  ;rfelf  a  frightful  Ghoft.  4  There 


B.  if.  Spiritual  Songs,  103 

4.  There  endlefs   Crouds   of  Sinners    lie, 
and   Darknefs  makes  their   Chains  ;- 
Tcrtur'd    with    keen    Defpair    they    cry, 
yet   wait    for   fiercer   Pains. 

5  Not    ail  their   Anguifn   and  their    Blood' 

for   their    own    Guilt    atones, 
Nor  the    Compafiions  of   a  God' 
fhall    hearken    to   their    Groans. - 

6  Amazing  Grace,  that   kept   my   Breathy 
nor  bid  my   Soul    remove, 

'Till    I    had  learn'd  my   Saviour's    Death, 
and   well   infurd   his   Love  I 


H-L    The  Death  arid  Burial  of  a  Eainf, 

HY   do  we  mourn   departing   Friends  ?• 


JWJ 


\iis   but   the  Voice    that    Jefus  fends 
to   call   them    to  his   Arms, 

2  Are   we  not  tending  upward  too 

as  raft   as  Time   can   movei 
Nor  would  we  wifh  the   Hours  more   flow 
to  keep  lis  from    our   Love. 

3  Why  mould    we   tremble   to  convey 

their   Bodies    to   the  Tomb  ? 
There   the   dear  Flefh  of   Jefus  lay 
and  left  a  long  Perfume. 

4  The   Graves   of  all  his   Saints  he  blefs'd^ 

and    foft'ned   ev'ry  Bed  : 
Where  mould  the    dying  Members   reft, . 
but  -with  the    dying  Head? 

5  Thence  he  .arofe,  afcending  high, 

and   fnew'd   our    Feet    the   Way  %~ 
Up  to   the  Lord  our  Flefh  ih&ll   fly; . 
at    the    Great   Rifmg    Day. 


'Of  Hymns  and  B.  II. 

6  Tli en   Jet  the   laft   loud   Trumpet  found, 
and   bid  our  Kindred   rife  ; 
Awake,    ye    Nations,    under    Ground, 
ye    Saints,    afcend     the    Skies. 

IV.     Salvation  in  the  Crofs. 

i  T  TEllE    at    thy    Crofs,    m^  dying    God, 
X  .  _      i  -?ay   my   Soul   beneath  thy  Love, 
Beneath    the    Droppings    of  thy   Blood, 
Jefus,    nor   mail   it    e'er  remove. 

2  Not  all    that  Tyrants   think    or  fay, 
With    Fvage   and  Lightning  in   their    Eyes, 
Nor    Hell    mall    fright    my  Heart    away, 
Should    Hell    with    all    its   Legions  rife. 

3  Should  Worlds   conTpire   to   drive    me  thence, 
M ovelefs    and   firm   this    Heart  mould  lie  ; 
Refolv'd    (for    that's    my   laft    Defence) 

If  I  mtrft  perifh,  there  to  die. 

4  But   fpeak,  my   Lord,  and    calm  my  Fear  • 
Am   I   not   fare  beneath    thy    Shade  ? 
Thy  Vengeance   will   not  ftrike    me   here, 
Nor   Satan  dare   my   Soul   invade. 

5  Yes,  Irn    fecure   beneath    thy   Blood, 
.And   all    my  Foes  mail  loofe  their  Aim  : 
H  of  anna  to  my  dying   God, 

And   my  befl   Honours    to   his   Name 

V.    Longing  to  praife  Cbrift  better. 

i  T     ORD,  when  my  Thoughts  with  Wonder  roll 
J   J     O'er   the   fharp  Sorrows  of  thy  Soul, 
And  read   my    Maker's   broken    Laws, 
Repair'd  and  honout'd  by  the   Crofs  : 

2  When  I   behold   Death,  Hell,    and    Sin, 
VanguiuYd   by    that   dear   Blood  of  thine, 
And   fee   the    Man  that  groan'd  and  dy'd, 
Sit   plorious   by  his  Father's  Side  : 

3  My 


t&  II.  Spiritual  Song*.  305 

1  My  Paffions    rife   and  foar   above, 
I'm  wing'd  with   Faith,  and  fir'd  with  Love  } 
Fain  would  I   reach  eternal   Things, 

'  And  learn  the    Notes    that   Gabriel  lings. 

4  But  my   Heart  fails,   my  Tongue  complains, 
For  want  of  their  immortal   Strains  ; 
And  in   fuch  humble  Notes  as  thefe 
Mr. ft  fall  below   thy    Vi&ories. 

5  Well,  the   kind    Minute    mull   appear 
When  we  mail  leave  thefe  Bodies  here  ; 
Thefe   Clegs   of  Clay,  and  mount   on  high. 
To  join   the  Songs  above  the   Sky. 

VI,     A  Msrning  Song. 

1  /^\NCE  more,  my    Soul,  the  riCng  Day 
\_J     falutes  thy  waking  Eyes  ; 

Once  more,  my  Voice,  thy   Tribute  pay 
to  him  that    rolls   the   Skies. 

2  Night  unto  Night  his  Name  repeats, 

the   Day    renews  the    Sound, 
Wide   as    the    Heav'n   on    which   he  fits 

to  turn  the  Seafons    round* 
g  'Tis  he  fupports  my  mortal  Frame, 

my  Tongue   mail  fpeak  his    Praife  ; 
My  Sins-  would  roufe    his  Wrath  to   Same, 

and  yet   his  Wrath   delays. 
[4  On   a  poor   Worm   thy  Pow'r   might   ttead, 

and   I   could  ne'er   withftand  : 
Thy   Juftice  might   have   crufh'd   me  dead, 

but  Mercy  held  thine  Hand, 

5  A   thoufand   wretched  Souls   are   fled 

fince  the  laft   fitting    Suit, 
And  yet  thou  length'neft  out  my  Thread; 
and  yet   my   Moments    run.] 

6  Dear   God,  let  all   my    Hours   be  thine., 

whilft   I    enjoy    the  Light  ; 
Then   fha.Il  my   Sun    in  Smiles   decline, 
and   bring  a   pleafant    Night. 

F  4  VEE, 


2c6  Hymns  and  B.  litt 

VII.     An  Evening  Song. 

$1  "IP^READ   Sov'reign,  let.  my  Ev'ning  Song 
JL*/      like    holy    Incenfe    rife  ; 
A/lift   the    OfPrings    of  my  Tongue, 
to  reach   the  lofty  Skies. 

a  Through   ail.  the    Dangers   of  the    Day 
thy    Hand   was    ftill    my    Guard,. 
And   fliU   to  drive  my  Warns   away 
thy  Mercy     flood    preparU] 
3  Perpev.ial    Bleflings    from    above 
inccmpafs  me   around, 
But   O    how    few  Returns  of  Love 
hath  my  Creaior  found  ! 

4,  What   have   I    done  for  hira  that   dy'd 
to  fave  my   wretched.  Soul  ? 
How   are  my    Follies   multiply'd, 
fall   as   my  Minutes-  roll  ! 

5  Lord,   with    this    guilty   Heart   of  mine 
toN  ihy   dear  Crofs  I  ikz,. 
And    to   thy    Grace    my    Soul    refign,, 
to  be  renewed  by  Thee. 

5  Sprinkled  afrefh   with  pard'ning  Blood 
I   lay    me    down    to    reft-, 
As    in   th'    Embraces   of  my    God, 
Or    on    my    Saviour's    Breail. 

VIII.    A  Hymn  for  M;?nlng  or  Evening: 

ti    JjOSANNA,   with    a    chearful    Sound, 
-* -*     to    God's    upholding   Hand; 
Ten    Thoufand    Snares   attend    us   round, 
and  ye:   fecure  we    ftand. 

2  That  was   a  mod  amazing  Pow'r, 
that   rais'd    us   with    a   Word, 
And  every   Day  and   every  Hour 
we  lean  upon    the  Lord. 

i  The. 


f  W  Spiritual  Songs, 

The  EVning    refts   our    weary '  Head, 

and  Angels   guard  the  Room  ; 
We  wake   and  we  admire  the^  Bed 
that    was  not   made   cur   Tomb, 
l  The   rifing  Morning    can't  allure 
that    we   mall    end   the    Day  ; 
For  Death  ftands   ready  at   the  Door 
to  fsize  our  Lives   away. 
5  Our  Breath   is    forfeited   by  Sin 
to     God's    revenging   Law  ; 
We    own   thy  Grace,   Immortal    King, 
in  ev'ry    Gafp   we    draw; 
6- God  is   our    Sun,  whofe  daily  Light 
our   Joy  and    Safety   brings  ; 
Our   feeble   Flefh   lies   fafe  at   Night' 
beneath  his  fhady  Wings. 


3  0? 


hi 


]3£     Godly   Sorrow    arlfmg  from   ih 
Sufferings  of   Chrift. 

j '■»■   A- LAS  !    and   did   my    Saviour  bleed!  • 
/i     and  did  my  Sov'reign  die  ? 
Would  he   devote   that   facred  •  Head- 
for  fuch  a  Worm-  as  I  ? 

[2  Thy  Body  flain,  fweet  J  e  fits,   thine, 
and  bath'd  in   its  ov/n  Blood, 
While    all    expos'd  to  Wrath    divine,  • 
the  glorious   SufT'rer    flood  !] 

j  Was  it  for  Crimes   that  I  had  done 
he   groan'd   upon    the   Tree  ? 
Amazing  Pity  !    Grace    unknown  * 
and  Love   beyond  Degree  ! 
4 -Well  might  the   Sun  in  Darknefs  tnde]-'*. 
and   Ihut    his   Glories    in, 
When    God   the  mighty   Maker  dy'cf  ' 
fw-  Man   the   Creature's    Sin* 

p.fi}  S-ih#' 


W3  tynms     and  K  I 

5  Thus    might.  I    hide,  my  blufhing   Fac* 
while    his   dear  Crofs  appears, 
Dijfolve    my    Hear:    in    Thankfulness, 

arid   melt   my    Eyes  to.  Tears. 

r>  But    Drops    of  GrieT  can   ne'er    repay, 
the    Debt    of   Love    I    owe  ; 
Here,   Lord,.  I    give    myfelf  away, 
'  'tis    all  that    I  can   do. 

X.   Parting   with    Carr.rA   Jcys. 

I   "fa  jfY    Soul    Ibffakes    her    vain    Delight.,, 
JLtjL      and   bids   the   Wo:  Id    farewc!  ; 
liafe   as   the.  Dirt    beneath    my    Feet 
and   mifchievous   as   Hl'a. 

2  No    longer  Av9i   £  ?Sk    your    Love, 

nor   feck   your   Friendship  move  ; 
The    Happincfs    that    I    approve 
iks   not    width']   your    Pov/'r. 

3  There's   nothing    rcund'  this   fpauojs  E^fti 

th  it    fuits   ray    large    Ddire  ; 
To    boandlcfs    joy  and'  folid   Mirth 
my  nobler  Thoughts  afpire; 

i»4  Where   Pleafure  rolls   its   living  Flood, 
from   Sin    and   Drofs   reftn'd,. 
Still   fpringing   from  the  Throne  of  Cod.. 
and  fit   to,  chear  the.  Mind. 

5  Th'   Almighty   Ruler   of  the    Sphere, 
the    Glorious    and    the    Great, 
Br.ngs    his    own.   Ail-f  .fHeience    there*  ^ 
to    make  our  Blifs   compleat.] 

at.Had    1    the    Pmiors   of   a    Dov?,. 
Fd  cjknb   the  heav'rly  Road  : 
Ther;  fits  my  Saviour  dreft  in  Love. 
&od  tfe«re  mv  fmiHra  .God. 

XL 


ffr  1L  Spiritual : '  Smgr*  iof- 

XL     The  fame-. 

i  T  Send  the.   Joys  of  Earth  away, 
X  Away  ye   Tempters  of  the  Mind, 
Falfe  as   the  fmooth  deceitful  Sea, 
And  empty  as  the  .whittling  Wind. 

♦..Your  Streams  were  floating  me  along 
Down  to  the  Gulph   of  black-  Deipair  9 
And  whilil  I  liften'd  to  your  Song, 
Your  Streams  had  e'en  convey'-d  me  thers, 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  mat  chiefs  Grace, 
That  warned  me  of  that  chirk   Abyfs  ; 
Thai  drew  me  from  thofe  treachrous-  Seas^ 
And  bid  mefeek  fuperior  Blifs. 

4  Now   to  the  mining  Realms  above 

'  I  frretch  my  hands,  and  glance  mine  eyes ; 
O  for  the   Pinions  of  a  Dove, 
To  bear,  me  to  the  upper  Skies  ! 

5 :  There  from  the  Bolom  of  ray  God 
Oceans  ofendlefs  Fleafures  roll ; 
There  would  I  fix  my  laffc  Abode, 
And  drown  the -Sorrows  of  my  Soul, 

XII.    Chrid  Is  the  Sub  fiance  of  ih^- 
LeTirical  Priefihocd. 

I  i  *  £  ^HIT  true  MeJJlah  now  appears, 
'     X        the  Types  are    all  "withdrawn  ? 
So  fly  the  Shadows  and  the  Stars 
before  the  riling  Dawn. 

£•  .-No  fmoaking  Sweets,-  -nor  bleeding  Lambsf 
nor  Kid  nor  Bullock  flain  : 
Incenfe  and  Spice  o£ -eerily  Names 
would  all  be  burnt  in  vain. 
3   Aaron  muir.  lay   his  Robes  away, 
his  Mitre  and  his  Verr, 
When  God  himfelf  comes   down  to  be  ? 

the  .Offering  and  the  prieft,  4-JBi 


mo  Iljmns  and'  B;  Hi 

4  He  took  our  mortal -Flelh,.  to  fhow- 
the  Wonders-  of  his  Love  ; 
For  us  he  paid   his  Life   below, 
and  prays  for  us  above. 

5.  lather,  he  cries,  forgive  their  Sins, 
for  I  myfe-lf  have  dfd  ; 
And  then  he   mows  bis  open'd  .  Veins, 
and  pleads  his  wounded  Side. 

XIII.  The  Creation,  Trefewatkn,  Diffblution 
and  Reparation  of  this  World, 

s    QING  to  the  Lord,  that  built  the  Skies, 
k3   The  Lord  that  reard  this  ftately  Frame  : 
Let  half  the  Nations  foor.d   his  Pvaife, 
And   Lands  'unknown,  repeat   his    Name. 

■t  He   form'd    the .  Seasr  and  form'd  the   Hiiisr 
Made    ev'ry  Drop   and  ev'ry   Duft, 
Nature   and  Time,  with   all  their  Wheels* 
And  pufK'd  them  into  Motion  flrit 

j  Now,  from  his  High  Imperial  Throne,, 
He  looks  far  down  upon  the  Spheres, 
Ke  bids  the  mining  Orbs  roll  on, 

And,  round  he, turns. the  hafty  Years. 

4.  Thus  (hall,  this  moving  Engine   kfb  : 
'Till   ali  his  Saints   are  gather'd   in  ; 
Then  for  the  Trumpet's  dreadful  iilait  - 
To  make  it  all  to  Duft  again  ! 

*;Yet,  when  the  Sound  (hall  tear  the  Skies; 
And  Lightning  burn  the  Globe  below, 
Saints,-  you  may.  lift  your  joyful  Eyes, 
There's  a  new  Heav'n  and  Earth  for  you. 

XIV.    The  Lcrtfs-Day  :  Or,  Delight  in 

Ordinances. 
j  V^ELCOME,  fweet  Day  of  Reft, 
VV<-     that  faw  the  Lord  arife  ; 
Welcome  to  this   reviving   Breaft, 

aocl  tkefe  rejoicing  EyeM  .  a.ToS- 


B.  II*  SfmiuaVi  Stings*  irr 

2:  The  King -himfelf  comes  near, 
and  feafls  his    Saints   To-Day  ; 
Here  we   may   fit, .  and   fee   him  here, 
and  love,   and  praife,  and  ■  pray, 

3  One   Day    amidfr.    the   Place 
where  my  dear  God  hath  beenr 

M  Tweeter  than  Ten  Thoufand  Days 
of  pleasurable   Sin*  - 

4  My   willing   Soul    would   ilay/ 
m  fuch   a  Frame  as   this, 

And  fit,  and  fing   hex  felt  away, 
to    everlafling    Blifsv 

XV.    The  Enjoyment  of *  Cftrift  :    Or., 
Delight  inWorfinp. 

i   T^AR-from  my  Thoughts,  vain  World,-  be  gon^ 
A        Let  my  religious    Hours    alone  : 
Fain  would  my  Eyes,  my    Savianr  fee, 
I,  wait  a  Vifit,  Lord,  from   thee, 

2iMy  Heart  grows -warm   with  holy'   Fire> 
And  kindles    with,  a  pare    Denre  : 
Gome,   my   dear  Jefus>:  from    above, 
And  feed  my  Soul  with  heavily  Love., 

[3  The   Trees   of  Life  immortal    ftand  ' 
In   ftounfhing  Rows   at   thy  Right   Hand, ; 
And-  in  fweet  Murmurs  by  their  Side 
Rivers   of  Blifs  perpetual   glide. 

4.  Hafte  then,  but  with  a  fmiling  Face,. 
And  -fpread  the  Table  of  thy  Grace. : 
Bring  down  a  Talle  of  Truth  Divine, 
And  chear  my  Heart  with  facred  Wijae.j 

5  Blefs'd  Jefus,  what  delicious  Fare  I 
How  fweet  thy  Entertainments  are  !  . 
Never  did  Angels  tafte  above 

RedsernJBg  Grace  ajid  dying  Lore* 


fi,2_  Hymns  and  B0J$. 

6»  Hail,  great  lramanuel>  all  Divine  J 
In   thee  thy  Father's  Glories   {nine  : 
Thou  brighteft,  fweetei!^  faireftj  One> 
That  Eyes  have  Jeen, ,  or .  Angels  .known, 

XVI.     Fart  the   Second. 

7  T     ORD,  what  a  Heav'n  of  faving  Grace 
I  A„  Shines  through  the  Beauties. of  thy  Face, 
And  lights   our  Paflions  to   a  Flame  ! 
Lord,  how  we  love  thy  charming  Name  ! 

8- When  I    can  fay,   My    God    is   mine,. 
When   I   can  feel '.  thy  Glories    inine, 
1  tread  the  World   beneath  my  Feet, . 
And  all  the  Earth  calls  Good  or  Great.. 

ft  WhHe  fuch  a  Scene  of  facred  Joys 
Our  ra^tur'd  Eye&  and  Souls  employs^ 
Here   we    could    fit,   and    gaze  away, 
A  lor-g,   an   everlafting   Day. 

10  Well,  we  fhall   quickly  pafs  the  Night  . 
To   the    fair    Coaft   of  perfect    Light.;. 
Then    (hall    our    joyful    Senfes    rove 
O'er   the   dear  ObjecT  of  our,  Love. 

j«i  I .  There  fhall  we    drink  full    Draughts   of  Blifs, 
**And  pluck   new  Life*  from.  heav*nly   Trees  ! 
Yet  now  and    then,  .  dear.    Lord,    beftow . 
A    Drop   of  Heav'n    on  Worms   below. 

L?   Send  Comforts   down  from  thy  right   Handy. 
While  we  pafs   through   this  barren   Land; 
And  in   thy   Temple   let   us  fee 
A  Glimpfc  of  Love,  a.  Glimpfe  of  Thee.} 

XVII;     Gad's  Eternity. 

I   TJ  ISE",  rife  my  Soul,  and  leave  the  Ground,, 
JLX.     ft  retch  all  thy  Thoughts  abroad, 
And  roufe  up  ev'ry  tuneful  Sound 
iv  praife  xh\  eternal  God. 

2  Lon? 


E  "II.  Spiritual  Songr.  1 1 

2  Long  e'er  the  lofty  Skies  were  fpreaaV 
Jehovah  fill'd  his  Throne  ; 
Or  Adam  form'd,  or  Angels  made, 
the  Maker  liv'd  alone. 

£  His  bouqdlefs  Years   can   ne'er  decreafe3 
but  fi. ill  maintain   their   Prime; 
Eternity  %  his   Dwelling-Place, 
and  Ever  is  his  Time. 

4;  While  like'  a  Tide  our  Minutes  flow*, 
the  prefent  and  the  parV, 
He  fills  his  own  Immortal  NOW, 
and  fees  our  Ages  wafte. 

5  The. Sea. and  Sky  mull  perifh  too, 
and  vaft  Deflruclion  come  ; 
The  Creatures,  look,  how. old. they  grow* 
and  wait  their  fiery.  Doom  ! 

5  Well,  let  the.  Sea  mfirjk  all   away, . 
and  Flame  melt  down,  the  Skies, 
My  God  fhaU   lire  an   endlcfs  Day,,, 
when  th'  old  Creation  dies. . 

XVIII.     The  Minijlry-  of  Angels, 

H  TT.IGH  on  a  Hiil  of  dazzling  Light 
j[  X  The  King  of  Glory  fpreads  his  Seat,, 
And  Troops  of  Angels,-  ftretch'd  for  Flight., 
Stand  wai-iing  round  his- awful  Feetv. 

2  *Gc,  faith  the  Lord,  my  Gabriel,  go,  N 
Salute  the  Virgin  s  fruitful  Womb  ; 
\  Make  hafle,  ye  Cherubs,  down  below,  \ 
Sing  and  proclaim  the  Saviour  come. 

3+Here  a  bright  Squadron  leaves   the  Skies,-. 
And  thick  axowad'  E/iJba  frauds  ; 
Anon  a  heavnly   Soldier  fiies? 
§  And  breaks  the  Chains  from  Peter's  Hands, 

*  Luksi,  s.6,    |  Luke  ii,  33,    %  %  Kin^s  vi,  57.    ^Aftsxii.  7* 


M4--  Hjnms   and  B.  IT 

4  Thy  winged  Troop 3   O   God  of  Hofh, 
Wait  on   thy  wand'ring  Chuich   below  j 
Here  we  are-  (ailing  to  thy  Coafts, 
Let  Angels  be  our  Convoy  too. 

«   .<  Are  they  not   aid  thy  Servants,  Lord  I 
At  thy  Command  they  go  and  come ; 
With  chearfui   Haite  obey  thy  Word, 
And'  guard  thy  Children  to  .their  Home. 

|j  Heb.   h   14. 

XIX i  Our  frail  Bodies ,  and  God  our  Preft  veer, 

I.  I      ET  others  boaft  how -ftrong  they  be. 
1  -1      nor  Death  nor  Dangers  fear  ; 
But  we'll  confefs,   O  Lord,    to  thee,  - 
what  feeble  Things  we  are. 

3  Trefh  as  the  Grafs  our  Bodies  flaad, 
and  flaurifh  bright   and   gay  ; 
A  blafting  Wind  fweeps  o'er   the  Land, 
and  fades  the  Grafs  away. 

3  Our  Life  contains  a  Thoufand  Spring?, 
and  dies   if  one  be  gone  t 
Strange  !   that  a  Harp   of  thoufand  Strings. 
iKould  keep  .in  Tune  fa  long. 

4. But   'tis  our  God  fupports  our  Frame, 
the   God  that  built  us    firit  ; 
Salvation    to  th'  Almighty  Name 
that  rear'd  us  from  the  Duft, 

[5  He  fpoke,  and  ft  rait  our  Hearts  and  Brains  i 
in  all  €heir  Motions   rofe  j 
Let  Blood,  faid  he,  fioiu  round  the  Veins  ,♦ 
and  round   the  Veins  it  flows. 

6  While  we  have  Breath,  or  ufe  oar  Tongues,  , 
our  Maker  we'll  adore  ; 
Hii  Spirit  moves  our  heaving  Lungs, 
ei  tfiey  would  breathe  no  more. J 


B.  IL  Spiritual  Bongs.  ti$ 

XX.    Back/lidings  and  Returns  ;    Or, 
The  Intonftancy,  of  cur  Lave* 

i  \^/HY  is  my  IJeart  fo  far  from  thee,. 
Y  V      my  God,  my  chief  Delight  ? 
Why  are  my  Thoughts  no  more  by  Day 
with  thee,  bo  more  by  Night  ? 

[2  Why  mould   my  foolim  Paflions  rote  ?.-' 
where  can  fuch  Sv/eetnefs  be^ 
As  J  have,  tailed  in  thy  Love,, 
as  I  have  found  in  thee  rj 

3  When  my  forgetful   Soul  renews 
the  Savour  0?  thy  Grace, 
My  Heart  prefumes  I  cannot  fbfe 
the  Reliih  all  my  Days. 

$  But  e'er  one  fleeting  Hour  is  pafs'd1, 
the  flatt'ring  World  employs 
Some  fenfual  Bait  to  feize  m^  Tafte> 
and  to  pollute  my  joys. 

[5  Trifles  of  Nature  or  of  Art, 
with  fair  deceitful  CHarrhs, 
Intrude  into  my  thoughtlefs  Hearty, 
and  thruft  me  from,  thy  Arms.  J 

6  Then  I  repent  and  tex  my  Soul, 
that  I  ffeould  leave  thee  fo  } 
Where  will  thofe.  wild  Affections  roll 
that  let  a  Saviour  go  ? 

[=7  Sin's  prcmis'd  Joys  are  tvrrn'd  to  Pain, 
and  I  -am  drown'd  in  Grief  ; 
But  my  dear  Lord  returns  again,. 
he  flies  to  my  Relief  : 

8  Seizing  my  Soul   with  fweet  Surprize3 
he  draws  with  loving. Bands  ; 
Divine  Compaflion  in  his  Eyes, 
and.  Pardon  in  hds  Hands.} 

fo  WretcH, 


f  1 6  Hymns  and  B.  II. 

[9  Wretch  that  I  am,  to  wander  thus 
in  chafe  of  falfe  Delight  ! 
Let  me  be  failen'd  to  thy  Crofs, 
rather  than  lofe  thy  Sight.] 

fio  Make  hafte,   my  Days,  to  reach  the  Goal, 
and  bring  my  Heart  to  relt 
On  the  dear  Center  of  my  Soul, 
my  God,    my  Savioui's  Breaffc. 

XXI.  A  Song  of  Praife  to  God  the  Redeemer, 

1  T     ET  the  old  Heathens  tune  their  Song 
J J   Of  great   Diana  and  of  Jove  ; 

But  the  fweet    rheme  that  moves  my  Tongue, 
Is  my  Redeemer  and  his  Love. 

2  Behold  a  God  defcends   and  dies, 
To  fave  my  Soul  from  gaping  *  tell  ; 
How  the  black  Guiph  where  Satan  lies, 
Yawn'd  to  receive  me  when  I  fell  ! 

3  How  Juftice  frown'd,  and  Vengeance  flood 
To  drive  me  down  to  endlefs  Pain  ! 

But  the  Great  Son  propos'd  his  Blood, 
And  heav'nly  Wrath  grew  mild  again. 

4  Infinite  Lover,  gracious  Lord, 

To  thee  be  endlefs  Honours  giv'n  ; 
Thy  wond'rous  Name  (hall  be  ador'd, 
Round  the  wide  Earth,  and  wider  Heav'n. 

XXI 1.    With  God  is  terrible  Majefly. 

1  'T^ERRIBLE  GOD,  that  rrign'ft  on  high, 
JL      How  awful  is  thy  thund'ring  Hand  t 
Thy  fiery  Bolts,  how  fierce  they  fly  ! 
Nor  can  all  Earth  or  Hell  withftand. 

a  This  the  old  Rebel   Angels   knew, 
And  Satan  fell   beneath  thy  Frown  r 
Thine   Arrows  ftruck  the  Traitor  through, 
Aod  weighty  Vengeance  funk  kirn  down. 

3  This- 


IB.  II.  Spiritual  Songs.  II? 

3  This  Sodom  felt,  and  feels  it  frill, 
And  roars  beneath  thr  eternal  Load  : 
With  endlefs  Burnings  who   can  dwelt 
Or  bear  the  Fury  of  a  God  T 

4.  Tremble,  ye  Sinners,  and  fubmit, 

Throw  down  your  Arms  before  his  Throne,, 
Bend  your  Heads   low  beneath  his  Feet, 
Or  his  ftrong  Hand  mall  cruih  you  down. 

KvA  ye,  blefs'd  Saints,   that  love  him  too,        \ 
With  Reverence  bow  before  his  Name  ; 
Thus  all  his  heav'nly  Servants  do  : 
God  is  a  bright  and  burning  Flame* 

XXI II.    7 be  Sight  of  God  ancfChriPt 
in    Heaven. 

ESCEND  from  Heav'n,  immortal  Dove> 
Stoop  down  and  take  us  on  thy  Wipgs, 
And  mount  and  bear  us  far  above 
The  Reach  of  thefe  inferior  Things* 

2  Beyond,   beyond  this  lower  Sky, 
Up  where  -eternal  Ages   roll, 
Where  folid  Pleafures  never  die, 
And  Fruits  immortal  feafr.  the  Soul. 

3  O  for  a  Sight,  a  pleafirrg  Sight 

Of  our  Almighty  Father's  Throne  ? 
There  fits  our  Saviour  crownM  with  Light, 
Cloath'd  in  a  Body  like  our  own. 

4  Adoring   Saints   around  him  ftand, 

And  Thrones  and  Pow'rs  before  him  fall  ; 
The  God  mines  gracious  through  the  Man, 
And  meds  fweet  Glories  on  them  all. 

5  O  what  amazing  Joys  they  feel, 
While  on  their  golden  Harps  they  fing, 
And  fit  on  ev'ry  heav'nly  Hill, 

And  fpread  the  Triumphs  of  their  King  ! 

6  When 


i i8  Bymns  and  B.  II. 

6  When  fliall  the  Day,  dear  Lord,  appear. 
That  I  ihall  mount  to  dwell    above, 
And  ftand  and   bow  amongft  'em  there, 
And  view  thy  Face,  and  fing,   and    love  ? 

XXIV.  The  Evil  of  Sin  vlfible  in  the  Fat 
of  Angeh  and  Men. 

i  \  "K  THEN  the  great  Builder  arch'd  the  Skies, 
VV     And  fornvd  all  Nature  with  a  Word, 
The  joyful  Cherubs  ran*d  his    Praife, 
And   ev'ry  bending   Throne  ador'd.. 

a-  High  in    the   Midtr.   of   all   the  Throng-, 
Satan  a  tail    Arch-Angel    fate ; 
*Amongft    the    Morning   Stars    he  fung, 
'Till    Sin   deftroy'd  his   heav'nly  State. 

E3   'Twas  Sin  that  huri'd   him  from  his  Throne  ; 
Grov'ling  in  Fire   the  Rebel  lies  ; 
f  H'onu  art  thou  funk,  in  Darknefs  down, 
Son  of  the •■  Morning  from  the  Skies  !~\ 

4  And  thus  our   two  firft  Parents  flood, 
'Till  Sin  denTd   the    happy  Place  ; 
They  loft  their  Garden  and  their  God, 
And    ruin'd   alt  their  unborn  Race. 

£5   So  fprung  the   Plague   from  /mot's  BowV,  ' 
And  fpread  Deftruftion  all  abroad  ; 
Sin,    the   curs'd   Name,  that    in   one   Hour 
SpoiPd   fix    Days    Labour    of  a   God.] 

6  Tremble,  my   Soul,  and   mourn   for   Grief, 
That    fuch    a    Foe  fliould    feize    thy    Bread  ; 
Fly    to    thy   Lord  for    quick    Relief : 

Oh  !    may   he  flay  this  treacherous   Gueft. 

7  Then    to    thy    Throne,    victorious   King, 
Then    to  thy  Throne    our  Shouts   mail-  rife, 
Thine    eVerlaltine    Arm  we   ting, 

Kor    Sin,  the   Monfter,  bleeds  and   dies. 

*  job  xxxyiii.  7.  +  Iffii.  wv,  $z. 

XXV 


B.  II.  Spiritual  Songs.  %i$ 

XXV.    Complaining  of  Spiritual  Sloth.      - 

MY   drowfy   Pow'rs,   why   fleep   ye   Co  > 
awake    my   fluggifh    Soul  ! 
Nothing   has  half  thy   Woik  to   do, 
yet    nothing's    half  fo    dull. 

2  The    little  Ants    for  one   poor   Grain 

labour,    and    tug,   and  ftrive-.; 
Yet  we  who  have  a  Heav'n  t'obtain, 
how    negligent   we    live  ? 

3  We,  for   whofe,  fake  all  Nature  ftands, 

and    Stars    their   Coutfes    move  ; 
We,    for   whofe    Guard   the    Angel -Bands 
come  flying  from  above  ; 

4  We,  for  whom   God  the    Son  came  down, 

and  labourM   for    our    Good, 
Hov/    carelefs    to    fecure    that    Crov/a 
he  p.urchss'M  with   his    Blood  ! 

5  Lord,  fhall  we  lie  fo  fiuggiih  ftill, 

and  never  act  our  Parts ; 
Come,   holy   Dove,   from    th'  heavenly   Hili^ 
and  lit  and   warm    our    Hearts. 

6  Then    (hall   our   active   Spirits    move, 

upward    our    Souls  mall    rife  : 
With   Hands  of  Faith  and   Wings    of  Love 
we'll  fly   and  take   the   Prize. 

XXVI.     God  hvifible. 

i   T     ORD,    we,  are   blind,    we   Mortals    blind, 
JLj      We    can't    behold    thy  bright   Abode  ; 
O  'tis  beyond   a  Creature-Mi nd, 
To    glance   a   Thought  half-way   to    God. 

%  Infinite  Leagues    beyond   the   Sky 
The  Great  Eternal  reigns   alone,   • 
Where    neither  Wings  nor   Souls    can  flyf 
^Nqf    Angels  climb  the  .toplefs   Throne. 

3  Th'. 


120  Hymns  and  B.  If. 

3  The  Lord  of  Glory  builds  his    Seat 
Of   Gems    infufferabiy   bright, 

And    lays    beneath    his  facred  Feet 
Subftantial  Beams   of  gloomy   Night. 

4  Yet,  glorious   Lord,  thy  gracious   Eyes 
Look  through   and  chear  us  from  above  ; 
Beyond  our    Praife    thy   Grandeur  flies, 
Yet   we   adore   and   yet   we  love. 

XXVII.    Praife  ye  him,  all  his  Angels. 
Pfalm  cxlviii.  z. 

i   ft  OD  !  the  eternal  awful  Name 

V-X     That   the    whole   heav'nly   Army   fears, 
That    (hakes    the   wide    Creation's    Frame, 
And  Satan    trembles  when   he  hears. 

2  Like   Flames    of  Fire  his   Servants  are, 
And  Light  furrounds  his    Dwelling-Place  ; 
But,  O    ye    fiery   Flames,   declare 

The  brighter  Glories  of  his  Face, 

3  *Tis  not   for  fuch    poor  Worms    as   we 
To   fpeak   fo   infinite   a   thing ; 

But   your    immortal   Eyes  furvey 

The   Beauties   of  your    Sov'reign   King. 

4  Tell   how   he   (hews   his  fmiling  Face, 
And  cloaths  all  Heav'n   in  bright   Array  ; 
Triumph    and  Joy  run  through  the  Place, 
And    Songs    eternal    as    the    Day. 

5  Speak  (for   you  feel   his  burning  Love) 
What  Zeal   it  fpreads  through  all  your  Frame ; 
That  facred  Fire  dwells  all  above, 

For  we  on  Earth   have  loft  the  Name. 

£6  Sing   of  his    Pow'r  and   Juftice  too, 
That   infinite  Right-Hand   of  his, 
That  vanquiiVd  Satan  and  his  Crew, 
And   Thunder   drove  thern   down  from  Blifa.] 

-  What 


'S' 


,  IL  Spiritual  Songs.  121 

What  mighty  Storms    of  poifon'd   Darts 
Were  hurl'd  upon    the  Rebels    there  ! 
What   deadly    ]av*lins  nail*d  their    Hearts 
Faft   to   the    Racks   of  long   Defpair  !] 
8  Shout  to   your   King,   you   heav'nly  Hoft ; 
You  that  behold   the  finking   Foe, 
Firmly   ye  flood  when  they  were  loft  ; 
Praife  the  rich   Grace   that  kept   ye   fo.] 
Proclaim  his  Wonders  from  the  Skies, 
Let  ev'ry  diftant  Nation  hear  ; 
And  while  you  found   his  lofty   Praife, 
Let  humble  Mortals  bow   and   fear. 

XXVIII.     Death  and  Eternity. 
TOOP  down,  my  Thoughts,  that  ufe  to  rife, 
converfe    a-uhile  with  Death  : 
Think  how  a  gafping   Mortal    lies, 

and   pants   away   his   Breath. 
His  quiv'ring  Lip  hangs   feeble   down, 

his   Pulfes    faint   and   few, 
Then,  fpeechlefs,  with  a  doleful  Groan, 
he  bids    the    World  adieu. 

3  But  Oh,  the    Soul    that    never    dies  ! 

at    once    it   leaves    the    Clay  ! 
Ye   Thoughts,  purfue    it   where  it    flies., 
and  track  its   wond'rous   Way. 

4  Up  to   the   Courts   where   Angels  dwell, 

it  mounts   triumphing   there  ; 
Or  Devils    plunge   it   down   to   Hell, 
in   infinite   Defpair. 
I  And  muft  my  Body  faint  and   die  ? 
and  muft  this  Soul  remove  ? 
Oh  !   for  fome  Guardian- Angel  nigh, 
to  bear  it  fafe  above  ! 
6  Jefus,  to  thy  dear   faithful  Hand 
my  naked  Soul  I  truft  ; 
And  my  Fleili  waits  for  thy  Command, 

to  drop  into  my  Du£t>  XX  iX. 


122  Hymns  and  B.  IT, 

XXIX.  Redemption  by  Price  and  Power, 

x    "XESUS,  with  all   thy   Saints  above, 
J      my  Tongue  would  bear   her  Part, 
Would  found   aloud  thy   faving   Love, 
and    fing    thy    bleeding   Heart. 

3  BLefs'd  be   the  Lamb,  my  deareft   Lord, 
who    bought    me  with    his    Blood, 
And   quench'd  his   Father's  flaming   Sword 
in   his    own    vital    Flood. 

3  The   Lamb   that    freed   my   captive  .Soul 

from  Satan 's  heavy  Chains, 
And  fent  the   Lion  down   to   hov/1 
where    Hell  and   Horror    reigns. 

4  All   Glory    to    the  dying    Lamb, 

and    never-ceafmg   Praife, 
While    Angels   live   to  know   his    Namp, 
or    Saints    to    feel   his    Grace. 

XXX.    Heavenly  Joys  on  Earth. 

[i    /^OME,  we   that   love    the   Lord, 
V_^     and   let  our    Joys  be   known ; 
Join  in    a   Song   with   fweet    Accord, 
and  thus   iurround   the   Throne. 

2  The   Sorrows    of  the   Mind 
'be   banifh'd   from    the   Place  ! 

Religion  never  was  defign'd 

to   make   our   Pleafurcs    lefs,] 

3  Let   thofe   refufe  to    fing 
that    never    knew    our    God ; 

But  Fav'rites   of  the    heav'nly  King, 
may  fpeak  their  Joys  abroad. 

[4  The    God  that   rules    on    high, 
and  thunders  when   he  pleafe, 
That    rides   upon   the   ftormy    Sky 
and   manages   the    Seas/] 

5  This 


B.  II.  Spiritual  Songs.  *4j 

.5  This  awful  God   is   ours, 
our  -Father   and   our    Love, 
-He   fhall   fend   down  his   heav'nly   Pow'rs 
to   carry   us     abeve. 

6  There  we  fhall   fee   his  Face, 

and   never,    never    tm  ; 
There   from  the   Rivers    of  his   Grace 
drink   endlefs    Pleafures    in. 

7  Yes,   and  before   we   rife 
to    that   immortal    State, 

The    Thoughts    o£  iirch    amazing    Blifs 
mould   conftant  Joys  create. 

[8  The   Men  of  Grace  have  found 
Glory    begun    below  ; 
Cceleflial   Fruits   on  earthly  Ground 

from   Faith   and   Hope   may   grow, 

9  The  Hill   of  Zion  yields 
a    thoufand  facred   Sweets, 
Before  we  reach  the  heav'nly   Fields, 
or    walk   the  golden    Streets. 

ro  Then  let  our  Songs  abound, 
and  eVry  Tear   be   dry  : 
We're 'marching  thro'    ImmanueV%   Ground 
to   fairer  Worlds  on  high.] 

XXXI.  Chrifl'j  Prefence  makes  Death  eafy, 

1  \X  7HY  mould   we  flart   and   fear   to   die  ? 

V\  -      What  timVous  "Worms  we  Mortals  are? 
Death  •  is   the    Gate   of  endlefs    Joy, 
And   yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The   Pains,   the  Groans,  and  dying   Strife? 
Fright  our  approaching   Souls    away  ; 
Still   we   fhrink   back  again  to    Lifes 
Fond   of  our   Prifon   and  our  Clay. 

Hymns.]  G  3  Oh  1 


124  Hymns  and  B.  I J 

3  Oh  !    if  my  Lord  would  come   and   meet, 
My   Soul    mould   ilretch  her  Wings  in  hafte, 
Fly  fearlefs  through    Death's   Iron   Gate, 
Nor    feel    the  Terrors    as   fhe    pafs'd. 

4  Jefus    can   make    a   dying   Bed 
Feel  foft   as  downy  Pillows   are, 
While   on    his   Breafl  I   lean   my   Head, 
And  breathe  my   Life  out  fweetly  there. 

XXXII.    Frailty  and  Folly. 

1  T  TOW    fhort    and    hafty    is    our    Life  * 
X  JL     how   vaft    our    Souls   Affairs  1 
Yet  fenfelefs  Mortals  vainly  ftrive 

to   lavim    out  their  Years. 

2  Our    Days    run   thoughtlefly  along, 

without  a   Moment's    Stay  ; 
Juft  like  a   Story    or    a  Song, 
we   pafs   our   Lives  away. 

3  God  from  on   High   invites    us  Home; 

but  we  march  heedlefs  od, 
And  ever  haiVning  to  the  Tomb, 
floop  downwards  as  we  ran. 

4  How  we  deferve  the  deepeft   Hell, 

that   flight  the  Joys    above  ] 
What    Chains    of  Vengeance   mould  we  hd 
that   break   fuch    Cords    of  Love  ! 

%  Draw  us,  O  God,  with   Sovereign  Grace, 
and    lift  our  Thoughts   on   high, 
That   we  may  end  this   mortal  Race, 
and   fee   Salvation    nigh. 

XXXII 1.    The  BUffed  Society  in  Heaven. 

i   "O  A^SE  thee,  my  Soul,  fly  up  and  run 
j\.     thro'   ev'ry  heav'nly  Street, 
And  fay,    there's  nought    below   the   Sun 
that's  worthy   of  thy   Feet. 

£2  Thus 


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[2  Thus    will   we  mount  on    facred  Wings, 
and  tread   the    Courts    above  : 
Nor  Earth    nor    all  her    mightieit  Things, 
(hail  tempt   our   meaner!   Love.] 

3  There,   on    a  high  -majeflic    Throne, 

th'  Almighty  Father  reigns, 
And  fheds  his  glorious  -Goodnefs    down 
on   ail  the  blifsfai  Plains. 

4  Bright,  like    a    Sun,  the  Saviour  fits, 

and   fpreads    eternal    Noon ; 
No  Ev'nings  there,  nor  gloomy  Nights, 
to    want   the   feeble    Moon. 

e  Amidft    thofe    ever-fnining    Sides 
behold   the    facred  Dove, 
While  banim'd   Sin   and    Sorrow  flies 
from  all  the   Realms  of   Love. 

6  The  glorious  Tenants   of  the  Place 
ftand   bending  round    the    Throne  ; 
And  Saints    and   Seraphs  (lug  and  praife 
the  infinite  Three-One. 

T7  But,   O,  what  Beams   of  heav'nly  Grace 

tranfport   them    all   the    while  ! 
Ten  Thoufand  Smiles    from    Jsfus'  JPace, 
and  Love  in  ev'ry    Smile  !] 

8   Jefu-Sy  and  when  mail  that  dear  Day, 
"that  joyful  Hour,  appear, 
When   I  ihall   leave   this  Home   of  Clay, 
to  dwell   amongft  'em   there  ? 

XXXIV.  Breathing  after  the  Holy  Spirit  x 
Or,  Fervency  of  Devotion  defired. 

1   /^lOME,  Holy  Spirit,  Heav'nly  Dove, 
V>     with   all   thy    quick'ning   Pow'rs, 
Kindle   a  Flame  of  facred  Love 
in  thefe  cold  Hearts  of  ours. 

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ss6  Hymns  and  B.  II. 

•2-  Look   how   we  grovel  here   below, 
fond  of  thefe  trifling  Toys  ; 
Our  Souls    can  neither   fly   nor  go 
to  reach   eternal    Joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal    Songs, 
in   vain   we  ftrive   to   rife, 
Ho/anna's  languifh  on    our   Tongues, 
and  our   Devotion  dies. 

.4  Dear  Lord  !    and   mall  we  ever   lie 
at  this   poor   dying   Rate  ? 
Our   Love  fo  faint,   fo   cold  to   thee, 
and  thine  to  us  fo  great  ? 

$  Come,  Holy   Spirit,  Heav'nly  Dove, 
v/ith    all  thy   quickening    Pow'rs, 
Come,   flied  abroad  a   Saviour's    Love, 
and    that  ihall  kindle   ours. 

XXXV.  Praife  to  God  for  Creation  and 
Redemption, 

Z  1       ET   them    neglect   thy   Glory,  Lord, 

J A     who    never   knew  thy  Grace  ; 

But  our   loud  Song  ihall   (till   record 
the   Wonders  of  thy   Praife. 

2  We   raife  our  Shouts,  O  God,  to  thee, 
and   fend   them  to   thy   Throne  ; 
All   Glory  to   th'  United   Three, 
the  Undivided   ONE. 

g  *Twas   He   (and  we'll   adore  his   Name) 
that  formM   us    by    a  Word  ; 
'Tis    He   reftor'd    our    ruin'd    Frame  : 
Salvation   to   the   Lord  ! 

4  Hofanna  !   let   the   Earth   and    Skies 
repeat  the  joyful   Sound  ; 
Rocks,  Hills  and  Vales  reflect   the  Voice 
in  one   eternal   Round. 

XXXVI. 


B.  XX.  Spiritual  Songs.  127 

XXXVL    Chrift'j  Intercejwn. 

1  TT7ELL,   the    Redeemer's    gone 

VV      t'   appear   before   a  God, 
To  fprinkle   o'er    the  flaming  Throne 
with   his    atoning    Blood. 

2  No   fiery   Vengeance   now,, 

no     burning   Wrath    comes    down  1 
If  juftice  calls  for  Sinners   Blood, 
the   Saviour  fhews  his   own. 

3  Before    his    Father's    Eye 
our  humble    Suit    he    moves  ; 

The  Father  lays    his    Thundei  by, 

and  looks,  and  fmiles,  and   loves, 

.    4  Now  may   our  joyful  Tongues 

our  Maker's   Honours   fing  : 
Jefusy   the  Priefr.,  receives    our   Songs, 

and  bears   'em  to   the   King, 

[£  We  bow  before-  his-  F^e.r 
and  found   his   Glories  high, 
Si  Hofanna  to    the  God   of  Grace 
(t  that  lays  his  Thunder  by.] 

6  "  On  Earth  thy  Mercy  reigns, 
"  and   triumphs    all   above  ;" 
But,  Lord,  how  weak  our  mortal   Strains- 
to  fpeak  immortal   Love  ! 

[7  How  jarring   and   how  low 
are  all  the  Notes  we  fmg  \ 
Sweet   Saviour   tune=  our    Songs    anew* 
and  they  mail  pleafe  the  King.] 

XXXVII.     The  fame. 

i  T     IFT  up   your  Eyes  to   th'  heav'nly  Seat, 

J A     where  your  Redeemer  flays  : 

Kind  IntercefTcr,  there  he  fits, 

and  loves,  and   pleads,   and   prays. 

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J.W2S   wca-,  my  Soul,    he  dy'd    for   thee, 
and  fiied   his   vital    Blood, 
Appeas'd   ilera    Juflice   on   the   Tree, 
and    then    arofe    to    God. 

3  Petitions   now,  and   Praife    may  rife, 
and    Saints    their    OrPrings   bring, 
The   Prieit  with   his   own    Sacrifice 
prefects   them  to    the  King. 

[4  Let  Papifts   truit  what  Names  they   plcaie, 
their    Saints    and   Angels    boait  ; 
We've  no  foch  Advocates   as   thefe, 
nor  pray  to   tii'   heavnly  Hofl.] 

5  Jefus   alone  fhall  bear  my  Cries 

up    to    his   Father's   Throne  : 
Be  (deareft  Lord  !)    perfumes    my   Sighs, 
and   fweetens    ev'ry    Groan. 

6  Ten  thoufand   Praifes   to   the  King, 

Hcfanna    in    the    kigtfjt ; 
Ten   thoufand  Thanks   our    Spirits    bring 
to    God  and    to  his   ChriJ}. 

XXX VIII.    Love  to  God. 

1  TTAPPY  the  Heart  where  Graces   reign, 
XjL     where  Love  mfpires    the    Breaft  : 
Love    is    the   brighter!:  of  the   Train, 

and   ftrengthens   all   the    reft. 

2  Knowledge,  alas  !    'tis  all   in    vain, 

and    all    in  vain    our  Fear  ; 
Our  ilubborn    Sins   will   fight    and  reign, 
if  Love  be   abfent   there. 

3  'Tis   Love  that    make3  our   chearful   Feet 

in   fwift   Obedience    move  ; 
The   Devils   know,   and   tremble   too, 
but    Satan   cannot   love. 

4  This  is   the  Grace   that   lives  and  lings, 

when  Faith    and   Hope   (hall  ceafe ; 
*Tis  this  fhall  ftrike  our  joyful  Strings 
in   the  fvveet  Realms  of  Blifs.  5  Before 


3.  II.  Spiritual  Songs.  129 

I  Before  we  quite  forfake  our   Clay, 
Or  leave  this  dark   Abode, 
The  Wings    of  Love  bear   us  away 
to   fee  our   fmiiing   God. 
XXXIX.  The  Shortnsfs  and  Mifery  of  Life. 

1  V"\UR  Days,  alas  !  our  mortal  Days, 
"   VJ     are   ftiort   and  wretched   too  ! 

Evil  and  few*,  the  Patriarch  fays, 
and   well    the    Patriarch    knew. 

2  Tis  but  at  beft  a  narrow  Bound 

that   Heav'n   allows   to  Men, 
And  Pains  and  Sins  run   thro'   the  Round* 
of  Threefcore  Years  and  Ten. 
a  Well,   if  ye  muft  be  fad  and  few, 
°       run   on,   my   Days,   in   hafte  ; 

Moments  of  Sin,  and   Months    of  Woe7 
ye  cannot  fly  too  fait. 
a   Let  heav'nly  Love  prepare  my  Soul, 
and  call   her  to   the    Skies, 
Where  Years   of  long  Salvation  roll, 
and   Glory  never  dies. 

XL.    Our  Comfort    in  the  Covenant  made 
with  ChFift. 

1  *T\UR-  God*  how  firm  his  Promife  ftands* 
U     ev'n   when   he   hides   his  Face  I 

He   trufts  in  our  Redeemer's  Hands, 

his  Glory,    and   his   Grace. 

2  Then    why,   my   Soul,  thefe   fad   Complaints, 

fince    Chrifi   and    we   are   One? 
Thy   God   is   faithful    to   his    Saints, 
is    faithful   to   his    Son. 
*  Beneath   his    Smiles    my   Heart  has   liv'd, 
and   Part  of  Heav'n   poffefs'd  ; 
I   praife   his  Name   for  Grace  receiv  d, 
and  truft   him  for  the  reft. 

G  4  XiJ* 

*  Gen.  xlvii.  9. 


^  JS°  Hymns  and  B.  II. 

XLL  A  Sight  of  God  mortifies  us  to  the  World 

E1  T  TP   t0   *§  Fields  where  Angels   lie, 
KJ    And    living  Waters    gently   roll, 
Jam  would   my  Thoughts  leap  out  and  rly, 
i5ut   Sin   hangs   heavy   on   my    Soul. 

2  Thy  wond'rous  Blood,  dear  dying  Chrift 
Can  make  this   World   of  Guilt    remove  ; 
And  thou   can'ir.   bear  me   where   thou  nVfl 
On  thy  kind   Wings,    Ccerefiial    Dove  ! 

3  O    might   I    once   mount    up   and   fee 
The  Glories  of  th'  Eternal   Skies, 

What   little  Things   thefe   Worlds   would   be  ? 
How   deipicable    to   my   Eyes  ?] 

4  Had  I   a    Glance   of  thee,    my  God, 
Kingdoms,  and"  Men  would  vanifti    foon, 
Vanifli,  as   tho'  I    faw    'em    not, 

As   a  dim  Candle  dies   at  Noon. 

5  Then  they    might  fight  and  rage*  and   rave,, 
I   mould   perceive   the  Noife   no   more 
Than   we    can   hear   a   making   Leaf 
While  rattling  Thunders  round  us   roar. 

6  Great   All  in  All,  Eternal    King, 
Let   me  but  view   thy   lovely   Face, 
And    all    my  Pow'rs  Mil    bow    and  fing, 
rhinc    endlefe   Grandeur,    and   thy  Grace. 

XL1I.     Delight   in  God. 

1  1\/FY  ?°d'   what   endlefs  PJeafures   dwell 
1>X     above  at   thy  Right   Hand  1 
The   Courts    below,  how  amiable, 
where  all   thy   Graces    ftand  ! 

2  The   Swallow  near  thy   Temple    lies, 
and    chirps   a    chearful    Note  ; 
The   Lark  mounts  upwards   tow'rd  thy   Skies, 
and   tunes  her    warbling  Throat. 

1   And 


E  II,  Spiritual  Songs,  i  £  I 

3  And  we,  when  in   thy  Prefence,  Lord, 

we   fhout  with  joyful    Tongues  ; 

Or  fitting  round  our  Father's  Board, 

we   crown  the  Feaft.   with    Songs. 

4  While   Jefus   fnines   with   quick'ning   Grace, 

we  fing   and  mount  on   high  ; 
But  if- a    Frown  becloud   his   Face, 
we  faint,   and  tire,   and  die. 

[5  Joft   as   we  fee  the  lonefome  Dove 
bemoan   her  widow"' d  Stare, 
WondVing,  me   flies  thro'   all  the   Grove.? 
and  mourns   hex  loving  Mate. 

6  Juil  fo    our  Thoughts    from  Thing  to  Thing, 
in    reliefs    Circles    rove  ; 
Jufr.  fo  we  droop,   and  hang  the  Wing, 
when   Jefus  hides  his  Love.] 

XLI1I.    ChrijYs  Sufferings  and  Glory,, 

i  "^TOW   for   a   Tune    of  lofty  Praife 
X^l      To   Great   Jehovah's  Equal   Son  ' 
Awake,   my  Voice,   in   heav'nly   Lays, 
Tell  the   loud  Wonders  he  hath   done. 

2  Sing,  how  he  left  the  Workis  of  Light, 
And  the  bright  Robes  he  wore   above  • 
How  fwift  and  joyful  was    his   Flight 
On   Wings   of  everlafting  Love. 

£3  Down   to  this  bafe,  this   finful  Earth? 
He  came   to   raife   our  Nature  high  ; 
He  came  t'  atone  Almighty  Wrath  j, 
Jefus  the  God  was  born  to  die.] 

J4  Hell  and  its   Lions  roar'd  around, 
His  precious   Blood   the    Monfrers   fpilt  ; 
While   weighty   Sorrows   prefs'd   him    down? 
Large  as  the  Loads  of  ail  our  Guilt.] 

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Ij2  Hymns   and    t  B.  II. 

5  Dee?   in   the   Shades   of  gloomy   Death 
Th'    Almighty    Captive  Prisoner  lay  ; 
Th'   Almighty    Captive    left    the    Earth, 
And   rofe   to   everiafting    Day. 

6  Lift    up  your  Eyes,    ye  Sons    of  Light, 
Up   to   his  Throne  of  Grace  ; 

See  what    immortal    Glories   lit 

Round   the    fweet    Beauties   of  his   Face; 

7  Amongft  a   thoufand    Harps    and    Songs 
Jefus   the   God    exalted    reigns, 

His   facred    Name   fills    all   their    Tongues, 
And  echoes  thro'    the  heav'nly  Plains  ! 

XL IV.    tiell :    Or,  The  Vengeance  of  God. 

1  TT7ITH  holy  Fear,  and  humble    Song, 

W     The  dreadful   God  our   Souls  adore; 
Rev'rence    and  Awe  becomes   the    Tongue 
That  fpeaks   the  Terrors   of  his   Pow'r. 

2  Far  in  the  Dee?   where    Darknefs   dwells > 
The  Land  of  Horror  and  Dcfpair, 
Juftice   has  built   a    difmal    Heli, 

And  laid  her    Stores  of  Vengeance  there. 

[3  Eternal  Plagues,  and  heavy  Chains, 
Tormenting  Racks   and  fiery  Coals, 
And   Darts   t'    inflict   immortal  Pains, 
Dy'd  ia  the  Blood  of  damned   Sociis. 

4  There    Satan  the  firft   Sinner   lies. 
And    roafe,    and  hires  his    Iron  Bands  ; 
In  vain  the    Rebel  ilrives   to   rife, 

Cruih'd.  with  the  Weight  of  both   thy  Hands.] 

5  There  guilty  G hefts   of  Adams   Race 
Shriek   out  and  howl    beneath    thy  Rod  ; 
Once    they    could    fcorn    a    Saviour's    Grace, 
IJvt  they  inc^s'd   a  dreadful  God. 

*  Tremble, 


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6  Tremble,  my  Soul,   and  kifs   the   Son  ; 
Sinner,    obey   thy    Saviour*s    Call  j 
Elfe   your   Damnation    hailens  on, 
And  Hell  gapes  wide  to  wait  your   Fall, 

XLV^    God's  Conde/cention  to  our  WorflAp* 

i  f  |  ~«HY  Favours,   Lord,    furprize  our  Souls  ; 
JL        Will  the   Eternal  dwell    with    us  \ 
What  canfl   thou  iind    beneath   the    Poles, 
To  tempt  thy   Chariot  downward   thus  I 

2  Still  might  he  nil  his   ibrry  Throne, 

And  pleafe  his  Ears  with    Gabriel's    Songs  ; 
But    th"   heav'nly  Majefty   comes   down,. 
And  bows  to  hearken  to    our  Tongues. 

3  Great  God  !   what  poor    Returns   we  pay^ 
For  Love   fo  infinite    as   thine  ? 

Words   are    but    Air,   and  Tongues  but    Clay ; 
But  thy   Companion's    all    Divine. 

XL  VI.  God's  Condefcention  to  Human  Affairs.* 

2   1     TP  to  the    Lord   that   reigns   on  high* 
%J    And  views   the  Nations  from  afar, 
Let    everlafting    Praifes    fly, 
And   tell  how   large    his   Bounties  are. 

£2  He   that    can   make   the   Worlds   he    made, 
Or  with-  his    Word,  or    with   his   Rod^ 
His    Goodnefs,    how    amazing  Great  ! 
And   what  a  condefcending  God  !] 

[3  God,   that   muft   Hoop    to   view  •  the    S  kies* 
And  bow  to  fee  what  Angels   do, 
Down  to   our    Earth   he    calls    his    Eyes,. 
And    bends  his  Footfteps    downwards   too. 2 

4  He  over-rules    all   mortal  Things, 
And  manages    our   mean    Affairs  ; 

On  humble   Souls    the   King  of  Kings 
Beilows  his   CounfeJs  and  his   Car§s. 

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134  Tfymns  and  B.  II. 

5  Our  Sorrcnvs   and   our  Tears    we   pour 
Into  the   Bofom   of  our  Gcd  ; 

He    hears  as    hi   the   mournful  Hour, 
And  helps  us   bear  the  heavy   Loacl. 

6  In    vain   might  lofty  Princes  try 
Such  Condefcenfion   to  perform  ; 

For  Worms  were  never   r,ais'd  fo  high 
Abo^e  their  meaneft   Fellow- Worm. 

7  Oh-!  could    our  thankful  Hearts  devife 
A  Tribute  equal  to  thy   Grace, 

To    the  third    Heavn   our    Songs   mould  rife, 
And  teach    the   golden   Harps,   thy   Praife. 

XLVlL    Glory  ani  Grace  in  the   Per/on 

of  Chrifi. 

j"  OW  to   the   Lord   a   noble  Song  ! 

Awake,  my  Soul- ;  awake,  my   Tongue  ;. 
Mofanna    to  th'   eternal    Name, 
And  all  his  boundlefs  Love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it   mines    in    Jefus'    Face, 
The  brightefl   Image  of  his    Grace  ; 
Gcd,  in    the  Perfon   of  his    Son, 
Has  all   his  mightielt   Works   outdone* 

§  The  fpacious  Ea-th,  and  fpreading  Flood,. 
Proclaim  the    Wife  and  Pow'rful    God^ 
And   thy   rich    Glories    from     afar 
Sparkle  in    ev'ry  rolling   Star. 

4  But   in   his   Look3   a   Glory   ftandc, 
The   noblei>   Labour  of  thine   Hands  i 
The  pleafmg   Luftre  of   his   Eyes 
Outfhines  the  Wonders  of  the  Skies. 

£  Grace  !    'tis   a  fweet,  a  charming  Theme  j 
My   Thoughts   rejoice  2xjefus'   Name;. 
Ye  Angels  dwell  upon  the  Sound ; 
TfeHeav'ns,  reflect  it  to  the  Ground. 

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B.  II.  Spiritual  Songs.  235 

6  Oh,  may  I  live  to  reach  the  Place 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  Face, 
Where  all  his  Beauties  you  behold, 
And  fing  his  Name  to  Harps  of  Gold  ! 

XLVIII.  Love  to  the  Creatures  is  dangerous. 

1  T  TOW  vain   are  all  Things  here  below  ! 
IJ.     how  falfe,  and  yet  how  fair  ! 
Each  Pieafure  hath  its  Poifon  too  ; 
and  ev'ry  Sweet   a  Snare. 

%  The  brighter!  Things  below  the   Sky 
give  but  a  flatt'ring  Light  ; 
We  Ihould  fufpect  fome  Danger  nigh, 
where  we  poiTeis  Delight. 

3  Our  dearefl  Joys,  and  neareft  Friends* 

the  Partners  of  our  Blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  Minds* 
and  leave  but  half  to  God  ! 

4  The  Fondnefs  of  a  Creature's  Love^ 

how  ftrong  it  ftrikes  the  Senfe  ! 
Thither  the  warm  Affections  move,, 
nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  Beauties  be 

my  Soul's  eternal  Food  ; 
And  Grace  command  my  Heart  away 
from  all  created  Good. 

XLIX.  Mofes  dying  in  the  Embraces  of  God. 

1  T"\EATH  cannot  make  our  Souls  afraid,. 

I  Jr     if  God  be  with  us  there  ; 
We  may  walk  through  our  darkeft  Shade*/ 
and  never  yield  to  Fear. 

2  I  could  renounce  my  All  below,, 

if  my  Creator  bid  ; 
And  run,  if  I  were  call'd  to  go, 
and  die.  as  Mofes  did> 

$  Might 


*  3  6  Hymns   and  B.  II. 

3  Might  I  but  climb  to  Pi/gab's  Top, 

and  view  the  promis'd  Land, 
My  Flefh  itfelf  Should  long  to  drop, 
and  pray  for  the  Command. 

4  Clafp'd  in  my  heav'nly  Father's  Arms, 

I  would  forget  my  Breath, 
And  lofe  my  Life  among  the  Charms 
of  fo  divine  a  Death. 

L,    Comforts   under  Sorrows  and  Pains. 

i   '^T^W  let   the    Lord   my   Saviour   fmile, 
X  >|    And   fhew   my   Name  upon   his.  Heart ; 
I  would  forget  my  Pains  a  while, 
And  in   the  Pleafure  lofe  the   Smart. 

2  But,    oh  !    it   fwells    my    Sorrows   high, 
To    fee    my    blefTed    Jefus    frown ; 
My  Spirits   fink,   my  Comforts  die, 
And   all    the   Springs,   of  Life   are  down, 

j  Yet  why,   my    Soul,   why  thefe  Complaints  ? 

Still  while  he  frowns,   his   Bowels  move  ; 
"   Still    on    his  Heart    he  bears    his    Saints, 

And  feels   their   Sorrows,  and    his  Love. 

4  My    Name    is    printed    en    his    Breaft; 
His   Book  of  Life  contains    my    Name ; 
I'd    rather    have   it    there    imprefs'd, 
Than  in    the   bright   Records  of  Fame* 


j- 


5  When  the  laft   Fire  burns   all  Things   here; 
Thofe  Letters   mall  fecurely  ftand, 

And   in    the  Lamb's    fair   Book  appear, 
Writ   by    th*   Eternal    Father's    Hand. 

6  Now  ihall  my  Minutes    fmoothly   run, 
Whilft  here   I  wait  my  Father's   Will  ;. 
My   rifing    and    my   fetting   Sun 

Roll  gently  up  and  down  the   Hillo 

LL 


B.  II.  Spiritual  Sengs.  137 

LI.  God  the  Sen  equal  with  the  Father. 

1   1Q  RIGHT   King    0^  Glory,  dreadful    God  I 

JD     Our   Spirits  bow  before  thy    Seat, 
To  thee    we  lift   an  humble  Thought, 
And  worfhip  at  thine    awful    Feet. 

£2  Thy  PowV  hath   formM,  thy  Wifdom  fways 
Ali  Nature  with  a   Sov'reign  Word  ; 
And  the  bright  World  of   Stars    obeys 
The  Will   of  their   fuperior  Lord.] 

[3  Mercy  and    Truth   unite  in    one, 
And  fmiling  fit  at  thy   Right  Hand  ; 
Eternal  Juftice    guards  thy   Throne, 
And   Vengeance   waits  thy  dread  Command. J 

4  A  Thoufand  Seraphs  ftrong  and  bright 
Stand   round    the  glorious  Deity  ; 

But  who   ampngft  the    Sons   of  Light, 
Pretends  Comparifon  with  thee  ? 

5  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  Frame* 
Jefus,  array'd  in  Flefh  and  Blood* 
Thinks  it   no    Robbery   to   claim 

A  full   Equality  with   God. 

6  Their  Glory  mines  with  equal   Beams  * 
Their  Efiince  is  for  ever  one, 

Thov  they    are   known  by  diff'rent  Names* 
The  Father   God,  and  God   the   Son. 

7  Then   let  the  Name  of  Chrifb   oui  .  King 
With   equal  Honours   be  ador'd  ; 

His  .  Praife  let  ev'ry   Angel  ling, 
And  all  the  Nations  own  the  Lord. 

LII.    Death  dreadful,   ar  delightful, 

1  "p\EATH  !    'Tis    a   melancholy   Day 
1  J     to  th'ofe  that  have  no  God, 
When  the  poor  Soul  is  forc'd  away 

to  feek  her  Iaft  Abode.  2  2a 


138  Hymns  and  B.  II. 

2  la  vain   to  Heav'n  me  lifts   her   Eyes  ; 

but  Guilt   a  heavy  Chain, 
Still    drags    her    downward   from  the   Skies 
to  Darknefs,    Fire,    and   Pain. 

3  Awake  and  mourn,  ye  Heirs   of  Hell, 

let  ftubborn   Sinners  fear  ; 
You  mull   be  driv'n    from  Earth,  and  dwell 
a  long   For   Ever  there. 

4  See  how  the  Pit  gapes   wide   for  you, 

and  flafhes    in   your  Face  ; 
And  thou,   my    Soul,   look   downwards    too, 
and  fing  recov'ring  Grace. 

5  He  is   a  God  of  Sov'reign   Love, 

that   promis'd  Heav'n    to    me, 
And  taught   my  Thoughts  to   foar  above, 
where    happy    Spirits   be. 

6  Prepare   me,  Lord,  for  thy   Right   Hand, 

then    come  the   joyful    Day  ; 
Come,  Death,   and  fome  celeftial  Eand, 
to  bear  my   Soul  away. 

L1II.    The   Pilgrimage   of  the  Saints  ; 
Or,    Earth  and  Heaven. 

j  "1       ORD  !  what  a  wretched  Land  is  this; 

J| A     that    yields    us    no    Supply, 

No  chearing  Fruits,  no  wholfome  Trees, 
nor  Streams  of  living  Joy  ? 

2  But  pricking   Thorns  thro*  all  the  Ground,. 

and   mortal    Poifons   grow, 
And  all    the    Rivers   that    are   found, 
with   dang'rous    Waters    How. 

3  Yet   the   dear  Path    to   thine   Abode 

lies   through    this    horrid    Land  : 
Lord  !  we   would  keep   the   heav'nly   Road,, 
aad  run  at  thy  Command, 

4  Our 


B.  II.  Spiritual  Songs.  i$f 

4  Our  Souk  fhall   tread   the  Defart   through,, 
with   undiverted   Feet ; 
And  Faith  and  flaming  Zeal  fubdue 
the   Terrors  that  we    meet*. 

[5  A   thoufand  favage   Beafte   of   Prey 
around  the  Forelt  roam  ; 
But   Judalfs  Lion   guards  the   Way, 
and    guides    the    Strangers   home.] 

[6  Long  Nights  and  Darknefs  dwell  below? 
with  fcarce  a  twinkling-  Ray  ; 
But  the   bright   World   to    which   we   go, 
is    everlafling  Day.} 

[7  ^y  glimm*ring  Hopes*  and  gloomy   Fears, 
we   trace   the  facred   Road, 
Thro'  difmal  Deeps,  and  dan g'rous  Snares , 
we  make   our  Way  to  God.] 

8  Our  Journey  is  a  thorny  Maze, 
but  we   march    upward  Hill  ; 
Forget  thefe  Troubles   of  the  Ways, 
and  reach   at  ZU/j^s  Hill,. 

[9  See  the   kind  Angels  at  the  Gates, 
inviting    us  to   come  ! 
There   Jefus  the  Forerunner  waits 
to  welcome  Travelers  home.] 

l-o  There,  on  a  green   and  flow'ry  Mounts 
our  weary   Souls  fhall    fit3. 
And  with  tranfporting   Joys  recount 
the  Labours   of  our  Feet* 

£  1 1  No  vain  Difcourfe  fhall  fill  our   Tonga^ 
nor  Tribes  vex  our   Ear  : 
Infinite    Grace    fhall    fill    our  Song, 
and   God  rejoice    to  hear.] 

\2  Eternal  Glories  to  the  King 

that  brought  us  fafely  through  j 
Our  Tongues   fhall    never  ceafe  to   ling-, 
and  endlefs  Praife  renew. 


140  Hymns  and  B.  II.! 

L1V.  God's  Prefence  is  Light  in  Darknefs. 

1  "\/T^   God,  the   Spring  of  all  my   Joys, 
IVx     the  Life   of  my    Delights, 

The  Glory  of  my    brighteft  Days, 
and   Comfort   of  my   Nights  ; 

2  In  darkeft  Shades   if  he  appear, 

my  dawning  is  begun  ! 
He  is   my    Soul's    fweet  Morning    Star, 
and   he   my   rifing    Sun, 

3  The  op'ning   Heav'ns   around  me  mine 

with  Beams    of  facred    Blifs, 
While  Jefus  mews  his  Heart  is   mine, 
and  whifpers,   /  am  bis. 

4  My   Soul  would  leave   this  heavy  Clay 

at  that  tranfporting    Word, 
Run  up  with  Joy  the   mining  Way 
t'  embrace  my  deareft  Lord. 

5  Fearlefs   of  Hell   and   ghaflly   Death, 

I'd   break  thro'   ev'ry  Foe  ; 
The    Wings   of   Love,  and  Arms   of  Faiths 
mould  bear  me  Concm'ror  through. 

LV.  Frail  Life,  and  fucceeding  Eternity* 

i  r  I  ^HEE   we   adore,   Eternal    Name, 
JL        and   humbly   own    to    thee, 
How  feeble   is    our   mortal    Frame  ; 
what  dying   Worms   are    we  ! 

£2  Our   wafting   Lives    grow  fiiorter    flill, 
as    Months    and    Days    increafe  ; 
And   ev'ry   beating    Pulfe    we    tell, 
leaves  but   the   Number  lefs. 

3  The   Year   rolls    round,   and  fteals    away 
the    Breath    that    fir  ft  it   gave  ; 
Whate'er  we    do,  whate'er  we  be, 
we're  traveling  to  the  Grave.] 

4  Dangers 


8.  II.  Spiritual  Songs.  141 

4  Dangers  ftand  thick  through  all  the  Ground, 
to  pufh  us  to  the  Tomb  ; 
And  fierce  Difeafes  wait  around, 
to  hurry  Mortals  home. 

!  5  Good  God  !  on  what  a  ilender  Thread 
hang  everlafting  Things  ! 
Th'  eternal   States  of  all'  the  Dead 
upon  Life's  feebte  Strings. 

6  Infinite   Joy   or  endlefs   Woe 

attends  on   ev'ry  Breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go 
upon  the  Brink  of  Death  J 

7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowfy  Senfe 

to  walk  this  dang'rous  Road ; 
And  if  our  Souls  are  hurry'd  hence, 
may  they  be  found  with  God. 

LVI.    The  Mifery  of  being  without  God  in 
this  World:  Or,   Vain  Pro/ferity, 

1   ^^TO>  I  fhall  envy  them  no  more 
X^l      who  grow  profanely  great, 
Though  they  increafe  their  golden  Store* 
and  rife  to  wond'rous  Height. 

a  They  tafte  of  all  the  Joys  that  grow 
upon  this  earthly  Clod  !  ' 
Well,  they  may  fearch  the  Creature  through,, 
for  they  have  ne'er  a  God. 

3  Shake  off  the  Thoughts  of  dying  too, 

and  think  your  Life  your  own  ; 
Bui  Death  comes  hafl'ning    on  to  you, 
to  mow  your  Glory  down. 

4  Yes,  you  muft  bow  your  ftately  Head,* 

away  your  Spirit  flies, 
And  no  kind  Angel  near  your  Bed, 
to  bear  it  to  the  Skies, 


142  Hymns  and  B.  II.  \ 1 

5  Go  now,  and  boaft  of  all  your  Stores, 
and  tell  how  bright  you  inine  ; 
Your  Heaps  of  glitt'ring  Duft  are  yours, 
and  ray  Redeemer's  mine. 

LVII.    The  Fkafures  of  a  good  Conference. 

1  T     ORD,   how  fecure  and  bleft  are  they, 

1    J  Who  feel  the  Joys  of  pardon'd  Sin  ? 
Should  Storms  of  Wrath  make  Earth  and  Sea, 
Their  Minds  have  Heav'n  and  Peace  within. 

2  The  Day  glides  fweetly  o'er  their  Heads, 
Made  up  of  Innocence   and  Love  ; 

And  foft  and  filent  as  the  Shades 
Their  nightly  Minutes  gently  move. 

[3  Quick  as  their  Thoughts  their  Joys  come  on, 
But  fly  not  half  fo  fait  away  ; 
Their  Souls  are  ever  bright  as  Noon, 
And  calm  as  Summer  Ev'nings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to   th'  heav'nfy  Hills^ 
Where  Groves   of  living  Fleafcre  grow, 
And  longing  Hopes  and  chearful   Smiles 
Sit  undiilurb'd  upon  their  Brow.] 

5  They  fcorn  to  feek  our  golden  Toys, 
But  fpend  the  Day  and  mare  the  Night 
In  numbr'ring  o'er  the  richer  Joys 
That  Heav'n  prepares  for  their  Delight. 

6  While  wretched  we,  like  Worms  and  Moles, 
Lie  grov'ling  in  the  Duft  below, 
Almighty  Grace,   renew  our  Souls, 

And  we'll   afpire  to  Glory   too. 

LVXII.    The  Shcrtnefs    of  Life,  and  the 
Gocdnefs  of  God. 

I  ^  B  ^IME  !  what  an  empty  Vapour  'tis  ! 
JL        and  Days  how  fwift  they   are  ! 
Swift  as    an    Indian   Arrow  Hies, 
or  like  a  mooting  Star.  [2  The 


B.  II.  Spiritual  Songs.  143 

[2  The  prefent  Moments  mufr,  appear, 
then   Hide  away   in   hafte, 
That  we  can  never  fay,  They* re  here  2 
but  only  fay,  They're  paft*~\ 

[3  Our  Life  is  ever  on  the  Wing, 
and   Death  is  ever  nigh  ; 
The  Moment  when    our  Lives   begin, 
v/e   all   begin    to  die.] 

4  Yet,  Mighty  God  !   our  ileetmg  Days 

thy  lafKng  Favours   mare, 
Yet  with  the  Bounties   of  thy   Grace 
thou  load'fl   the    rolling  Tear. 

5  'Tis  Sov'reign  Mercy  finds  us  Food, 

and  we  are  cloath'd   with   Love  : 
While  Grace  ftands  pointing  out  the  Road, 
that  leads   our   Souls   above. 

6  His  Goodnefs  runs  an  endlefs  Round  ; 

all  Glory   to   the   Lord  : 
His  Mercy  never  knows  a  Baund  ; 
and   be   his  Name  ador'd. 

7  Thus  we  begin  the  lairing   Song  ; 

and   when  we   clofe  our  Eyes, 
Let  the  next  Age   thy  Praife   prolong, 
'till  Time   and  Nature  dies. 

LIX.     Paradife    on  Earth. 

GLORY  to  God  that  walks   the   Sky, 
and  fends   his   BieiTmgs   through  ; 
That  tells   his  Saints  of  Joys   on  high, 
and   gives    a   Tafte    below. 
£ 2  Glory  to  God  that  ftoops  his  Throne, 
that  Dull  and  Worms  may  fee't, 
And  brings   a  Giimpfe  of  Glory  down 
around  his   facred  Feet. 

3  When  Chrijl)  with  all  his  Graces  crowned, 
fheds   his   kind  Beams  abroad, 
'Tis  a  young  Heav'n  on  earthly  Ground, 
and  Glory  in    the  Bud.  4  A 


*44  Hymns  and  R  1. 

4  A  blooming  Paradife    of  Joy- 

in  this   wild    Defart   fprings  ; 
And   ev'ry   Senfe   I   flrait  employ 
on  fweet  coeleftial    Things. 

5  White  Lillies   all  around    appear, 

and   each    his    Glory     mows  ! 
The    Role    of  Sharon    blofToms  here, 
the  faireft  Flow'r  that  blows. 

6  Chearful    I    feaft   on  heav'nly    Fruit, 

and  drink  the    Pleafures   down, 
Pleafures    that   flow   hard    by  the   Foot 
of    the   eternal   Throne/] 

7  But,    ah  !  how  foon   my   Joys   decay, 

how  foon   my   Sins   arife, 
And  fnatch  jhe  heav'nly   Scene  away 
from   thefe   lamenting   Eyes  ! 

8  When   fhali   the  Time,   dear    Jefuu  when 

the    mining    Day    appear, 
That   J   mail   leave   thcfe    Clouds   of  'Sin. 
and    Guilt    and    Darknefs    here  ? 

$  Up    to   the   Fields   above  the    Skies 
my  hafty  Feet  v/ould  go, 
There    everlaftiDg    Flow'rs    arife, 
and  Joys  unwith'ring  grow. 

LX.  The  Truth  of  God  the  Prcmifer  :  Or, 
The  Promi/h  are  our  Security, 

j    TJRAISE,   everlafting   Praife,  be    paid 
JL        To    Him   that  Earth's  Foundation  laid  : 
Praife  to  the  God  whofe  ftrong  Decrees 
Sway  the  Creation   as  he  pleale. 

2  Praife    to   the    Goodnefs    of  the    Lord, 
Who    rules    his    People    by   his  Word, 
And    there,    as  ftrong   as    his  Decrees, 
He  fets    his  kiadeit  Proraifes. 

£3  Firm 


B.  II.  Spiritual  Songs.  145 

£3  Firm   are   the   Words   his    Prophets   give, 
Sweet  Words,    on    which  his  Children    lire; 
Each   of  them  is   the  Voice  of  God, 
Who  fpoke,  and  fpread  the    Skies  abroad. 

4  Each  of  them  pow'rful    as    that  Sound 

That    bid   the   new-made  Heavens  go   round* 

And  ftronger   than  the    folid  Poles 

On  which    the  Wheel  of  Nature  rolls. J 

j  Whence  then  mould  Doubts  and  Fears   arife  ? 
Why   trickling  Sorrows   drown   our   Eyes  ? 
Slowly,  alas,   our   Mind   receives 
The   Comforts    that  our  Maker  gives. 

it  Oh,  for  a  ftrong,  a   kfling   Faith, 
To    credit  what  th'  Almighty    faith  \ 
T'  embrace  the    Meflage  of  his   Son, 
And   call   the  Joys  of  Heav'n  our  own. 

7  Then,    mould    the   Earth's    old   Pillars   make. 
And  all   the  Wheels  of  Nature  break  ; 
Our   fleady  Souls  mould  fear   no   more 
Than    folid   Rocks    when   Billows   roar,. 

&  Our  everlafting  Hopes  arife 
Above   the    ruinable    Skies  ; 
Where   the   Eternal   Builder   reigns, 
And   his    own    Courts   his   Pow'r  fuflains, 

LXI.    A  Thought  of  Death  and  Glory, 
1   Ayf  Y   Soul,    come,   meditate   the    Bay, 
JlVJL     and    think  how  near  it  ftands, 
When   thou   mufr.  quit   this   Hcufe   of  Clay, 
and   fly  to  unknown  Lands. 

£2  And  you,  mine,  Eyes,  look  down   and  view 
the    hollow    gaping   Tomb  ; 
This  gloomy  Prifon   waits  for  you, 
whene'er  the   Summons  come.] 

3  Oh  !   could  we  die   with   thofe   that  die, 
and   place    us    in    their  Stead  ; 
Then   would    our   Spirits  learn    to   fly, 

and  cpnverfe   with   the  Dead.  4  Then 


146  Hymns  and  B.  I 

4  Then  mould  we  fee  the   Saints   above 
in  their   own    glorious    Forms, 
And   wonder   why  our    Souls   mould   lovt 
to  dwell  with   mortal   Worms. 

-£5  How  we  mould  fcorn  thefe  Cloaths  of  FIem? 
thefe  Fetters,  and  this  Load; 
And  long  for  Ev'ning  to  undrefs, 
that  we  may  reft  with  God.] 

6  W«   mould   almoft   forfake   our   Clay 
before  the   Summons    come, 
And  pray  and  wifn  our    Souls    away 
to    their   eternal    Home. 

LXII.    God  the  Thunderer  : Or, 

The  laft  judgment  and  Hell* 

1   OING    to    the   Lord,  ye    heav'nly  Kcfts, 
k3      and    thou,    O    Earth,    adore  : 
Let  Death  and  Hell  thro'   all   their  Coafts 
Sand  tiembling  at   his   Pow'V. 

%  His    founding    Chariot    (hakes    the    Sky, 
he  makes    the  Clouds  his    Throne, 
There   all  his    Stores    of  Lightning   lie, 
'till    Vengeance    darts    them    down. 

a  His  4Noftrils  breathe   out  fiery  Streams, 
and  from  his  awful  Tongue 
A  Sovereign  Voice  divides   the   Flames, 
and   Thunder  roars   along. 

4  Think,  O  my  Soul,  the  dreadful   Day, 
when    this    incenfed    God 
Shall    rend  the   Sky,  and  burn    the    Sea, 
and  fling  his  Wrath   abroad  ! 

<  What  fhall  the  Wretch  the   Sinner    do  ? 
he  once   defy'd   the    Lord  : 
But   he    mail    dread   the   Thund'rer   now, 
and  fnk  beneath  his    Word. 

6  Tempeftc 

«  Kfatfe  in  z  great  fuck'rn  Stcrm  of  Thunder,   Augu£  20.  1697. 


B.  VL  Spiritual  Sengs.  fej.? 

6  Tempers   of  angry  Fire   fha'1  roH 
to  blaft   th-e    Rebel    Worm, 
And  beat  upon  his    naked  Soul 
in   one    eternal    Storm. 

LX1II.     A  Funeral  Thought ': 

E  TT  ARK  !   from  the  Tombs  a  doleful  Sound, 
li     my    Ears    attend    the   Cry, 
*'  Ye  living  Men,  come  view   the  Ground 
"  where  you  mull  fhortly  lie. 

2  c(  Princes,  this    Ciay   rauft   be   your   Bed, 

"  in   fpite   of  all    your  Tow'r-i  : 
«  The  Tall,  the  Wife,   the  Rev'rend  Head, 
«*  mufl  lie  ^as  low  as   ours.'* 

3  Great  God,   is   this  our   certain   Doom  r 

and  are  we   ftill   fecure  ! 
Still  walking  downwards  to  our  Tomb, 
and   yet   prepare  no   more  ! 

4  Grant  -us  the  Pow'rs  of  quick'ning   Grace, 

to   fit  our   Souls    to    fly  ; 
Then,  when  we  drop   this  dying  Flefh, 
we'll    rife   above   the    Sky. 

LX1V.  God-theGlory  and  the  Defence of 'Sioft, 

1   TTAPPY  the    Church,   thou    facred  Place, 
JTiL    The   Seat  of  thy  Creator's   Grace  : 
Thine    holy    Courts    are    his    Abode  ; 
Thou  earthly   Palace  of  our  God, 

as  Thy  Walls  are    Strength,  and  at   thy   Gates 
A  Guard  of  heav'nly    Warriors    waits  ; 
Nor  mall    thy   deep   Foundations    move, 
IFix'd  on  his   Counfels   and  his  Love. 

3  Thy  Foes  in  vain   Defigns  engage, 
Againft  his  Throne  in   vain  they  rage  ; 
Like   riling  Waves   with    angry  Roar, 
That  dafh  and  die  upon  the  Shore? 

Hymns.]  H  4  The?* 


*4#  Hymns  ayid  B.  II J 

4  Then  let  our  Souls  in  Sion  dwell, 

Nor  fear   the  Wrath   of   Rome   and   Hell  : 
*   His    Arms   embrace  thi3   happy    Ground, 
Like  brazen  Bulwarks  built   around. 

5  God  is    our  Shield,  and  God  our   Sun  ; 
Swift  as  the   fleeting  Moments  run, 

X)n  us  he   fheds   new  Beams  of  Grace, 
And  we  reflect  his  brighteft   Praifs. 

LXV.    The  Hopes  of  Heaven  our  Support 
under  Trials  on  Earth. 

S  XX  7HEN  I  can   read  my  Title  clear 
W       to  Manfions  in  the   Skies, 
I    bid   farewell    to    ev'ry    Fear, 
and   wipe  my   keeping    Eyes. 

2  Should   Earth  againft  my   Soul   engage, 

and   helliih   Darts   be  hurl'd, 
Then   I   can  fmilc  at    Satan's   Rage, 
and  face  a  frowning   World. 

3  Let  Cares  like   a  wild  Deluge  come, 

and   Storms    of  Sorrow    fall  ; 

May  I  but  fafely  reach    my  Home,, 

my   God,  my  Heav'n,    my  all. 

j§.  There   mall  I  bathe   my  weary   Soul 
in    Seas   of   heav*nly  Reft, 
And  not   a  Wave    of  Trouble   roil 
acrofs    my   peaceful    Breaft. 

jLXVI.  A  Profped  of  Heaven  makes  Death 

eafy. 
1   rT^HERE   is  a   Land  of  pure   Delight 
I         Where    Saints    immortal    reign  ; 
Infinite  Day  excludes  the  Night, 
and    Pleafures   banifh    Pain. 

0  There  everlafling    Spring    abides, 
and     never-with'ring    f  low'rs  : 
JDeath,  like  a  narrow   Sea,   divides 

i:h"3  heav'nly  Land  from  ours.  £3  Sweet 


B.  II*  Spiritual  Songs.  14? 

r*   Sweet  Fields  beyond   the  fwelling   Flood 
ftand   dreft   in    living    Green  : 
So  to   the   Jews   old   Canaan   flood, 
while   Jordan    roli'd  between. 

4  But  tim'rous  Mortals   Hart  and   fhrink, 
to  crofs   this   narrow  Sea, 
And   linger,   fhiv'ring    on    the   Brink, 
and  fear   to  launch   away.] 

t  Oh  !    could  we   make  our  Doubts    remove, 
thole   gloomy    Doubts    that   rife, 
And  fee  the  Canaan  that  we   love, 
with  unbeclouded  Eyes. 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where   Mofes  flood, 
and  view  the  Landfkip  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  Stream,  nor  Death's  cold  Flood. 
fnould   fright    us    from   the    Shore. 

LXVII.     God's  Eternal  Dominion* 

i   S~*  REAT  God  !    How  infinite  art  Thou  ! 
VJT     wliat  worthlefs    Worms   are   we  ! 
Let  the   whole   R.ace  of  Creatures  bows 
and  pay   their  Praife  to   Thee, 

2  Thy   Throne  eternal  Ages   flood* 
e're  Seas    or    Stars   were  made  ; 
Thou  art    the   Ever-living   God, 
were  all  the  Nations   dead. 

2  Nature  and  Time  quite  naked   lie 
to  thiae   immenfe    Survey, 
From  -the   Formation    of  the    Sky, 
to   the   great   Burning-Day* 

4  Eternity,    with   all   its   Years, 
{lands  prefent  in   thy  View;; 
To   thee   there's   nothing   Old  appears  ; 
great  God  !  there's   nothing   iNew. 

H  2  5  Our 


150  Hymns  and  B.  II, 

1  Our  Lives  thro'   various   Scenes  are   drawn, 

and    vex'd    with    trifling    Cares  ; 
While  thine  eternal  Thought  moves   on 
thine   undifturb'd   Affairs. 

,6  Great  God  !   how   infinite   art   Thou  ! 
what  worthlefs  Worms  are  weil 
Let   the    whole  Race  of  Creatures  -bow, 
and  pay  their  Praife   to   Thee. 

ILXVI1I.    The  humble  Worjhip  of  Heaven> 

j   T^ATHER,   I  long,  I   faint   to   fee 
JL        the    Place    of  thine    Abode  ; 
I'd  leave   thy   earthly  Courts,  aud  .flee 
up   to   thy   Seat,   my    God  J 

2  Here  I   behold   thy  diftact   Face, 

and  'tis   a  p'eafing    Sight; 
But    to   abide   in   thine   Embrace, 
is   infinite  Delight. 

3  I'd   part   with   all   the   Joys    of  Senfe, 

to  gaze  upon   thy  Throne  ; 
Pleafure   fprings  frefh   for   ever    thence* 
Unfpeakable,   Unknown. 

£4  There  all  the  htav'nly   Hofts  are"  feen, 
in  mining  Ranks  they  move, 
And  drink   immortal  Vigour   in, 
with    Wonder,   and   with    Love. 
g  Then  at  thy   Feet   with  awful  Fear 
th*  adoring  Armies  fall  ! 
With  Joy  they   fhrink  to    nothing  there, 
before  th'   Eternal    All. 

6  There   I   would   vie  with   all  the  Hofl 
in  Duty  and  in  Blifs  ; 

While  Less  than  Nothing  I  could  boafr, 
*  and   Vanity  confefs*]  *  jfa.  %].  j7. 

#7  The   more   thy  Glories  flrike  mine   Eyes, 
the  humbler  I  (hall  lie  ; 
'Jhus  while   I   fink,   my  Joys  mall  rife 

^nmeafurajbly    high,  LXIX. 


E  II.  Spiritual  Songs.  151 

LX1X.    The  Faithfulnefs   of  God  in  the 
Promijh, 

[1  TJEGINj  mf  Tongue,  fome  heav'nly  iheme, 
13     and  (peak  fome  boundlefs  Thing, 
The  mighty  Works,    or  mightier  Name,. 
of  our  eternal  King. 

2  Tell    of  his  wond'rous   Faithfulnefs, 

and   found   his    Pow'r   abroad, 
Sing  the  fweet  Promife  of  his  Grace^ 
and  the  performing  God. 

3  Proclaim    Salvation  from    the  Lord 

for  ivretchsd  dying    Men  ; 
Kis  Hand   has   writ  the  facred    Word 
with   an  immortal  Pen. 

4  Eagrav'd    as    in    eternal  Brafs 

the  mighty  Promife  mines  ; 
Nor  can  the  Pow'rs    of  Dark-nefs   rafe 
thofe   everlafting   Lines. 3 

[5  He  that   can  dam  whole   Worlds   to  Death, 
and  make  them  when  he  pleafe, 
He  fpeaks,.  and  that  Almighty  Breath 
fulfils  his  great  Decrees. 

6  His  very  Word   of  Gr?ce   is  itrong 

as  that   which  built  the   Skies  ; 
The   Voice  that   rolls    the   Stars    alone* 
fpeaks    all   the   promifes. 

7  He  faid,   Let  the  ivide  Heaven  ie  fprezd?. 

and   Heav'n    was  ftretch'd  abroad ; 
Ah  ram.   Pll  be   iky   Cod,  he    faid, 
and   he   was    Abra'm^   God. 

8  Oh,  might   I  hear  thine   heavenly  Tongue 

but   whifper    Thou    art    mine  t 
Thofe   gentle   Words    mould   raife  my  Song 
to  Notes  almoft   divine,    • 

H-a  9  Eow 


*  5*  Hymns  and  B.  IL 

9  How    would   my  leaping  Heart    rejoice, 
and    think  my    Heav'n  fecure  ! 
I  *ruf>   the   All-creating   Voice, 
and  Faith  defires  no   more. J 

LXX.    God's  Dominion  over  the  Sea, 
Pfal.  cvii.  23,  &c. 

1  £~^  OD   of  the   Seas,    thy    thurrd'ring  Voice 
VJT     Makes   all   the  roaring   Waves  rejoice  ! 
And*  one   fefr  Word  of  thy   Command 

Can    fink   them   filent   in    the    Sand. 

2  If  but   a   Mofis  wave  thy  Rod, 

The   Sea   divides,    and    owns    its    God  ; 
The   ftormy  Fioods    their    Maker    knew,. 
And  icd  his  chdfen    Armies   through. 

3  The   fcaly   Flocks    amidfl:    trie    Sea 

To    thee,  their   Lord,   a  Tribute   pay  ; 
The   meaneft   Fim    that  fwims    the    Flood 
Leaps  up,  and   means  a  Praife   to  God. 

[4  The  larger   Monfters  of  the    Deep 
On   thy    Commands    Attendance   keep ; 
By  thy   Permiflion,    fport    and    play, 
And   cleave    along   their   foaming    Way. 

5  If  God  his  Voice   of  Tempeft   rears, 
Leviathan    lies    flii!,    and    fears  ; 
Anon  he  lifts   his    Noftrils   high, 
And   fpouts   the  Ocean  to  the  Sky.] 

6  How    is    thy    glorious    Pow'r  ador'd 
Amidfr.  thefe  wat'ry   Nations,   Lord  ! 
Yet  the  bold   Men    that    trace  the    Seas, 
Eold  Men   refufe  their   Maker  s    Piaife. 

[7  What  Scenes   of  Miracles   they   fee, 
And  never  tune   a    Song   to  thee  ! 
While  on  the    Flood   they  fafely  ride, 

irfc   the  Hs-nd  that  fmooths  the  Tide. 

8  Anoa. 


B.  II.  Spiritual  Songs,  153 

8  Anon  they  plunge  in   wat'ry  Graves, 

And  fome  drink  Death  among  the  Waves  : 
Yet  the   furviving.  Crew   blafpheme, 
Nor  own  the  God  that   refcu'd   them.] 

9  Oh,  for  fome   Signal    of  thine   Hand  ! 
Shake    all  the    Seas,  Lord,  make   the  Land  5 
Great   Judge,   delcend,   left   Men  deny 

That    there's   a  God    that    rules    the    Sky. 

Trom  the  70th  to  the  icSth  Hymn,  I  hope  theReader  will  forgive 

the  Ncgleft  of  Rhyme  in  the  firft  and  third  Lines  of  the  Stanza, 

LXXI.    Praife  to  God  from  all  Creatures, 

i   ^TT^HE   Glories  of  my   Maker,   God, 
JL        my  joyful   Voice   {hall   ling. 
And  call   the  Nations    to  adore 
their   Former  and  .their  King. 

2  'Twas   hit  Right  Hand   that  fliap'd   our   CkyJ, 

and   wrought    this    human    Frame  ; 
But   from    his    own    immediate    Breath 
our  nobler   Spirits    came. 

3  We  bring    our   mortal    Pov/rs  to   God, 

and  worfhip   with  our  Tongues  ; 
We   claim    fome  Kindred    with   the   Skies, 
and  join   ths    Angelic   Songs. 

4  Let  grov'ling   Beafts   of  ev'ry   Shape, 

and   Fowl 3  of  ev'ry  Wing, 
And  Rocks,  and  Trees,  and   Fires  and  Sea?^ 
their   various    Tribute    bring. 

5  Ye   planets,    to   his    Honour    fnine, 

and  Wheels    of  Nature   roll, 
Praife  him  in  your  unweary'd  Courfe 

around  the  fteady  Pole.  i 

6  The  Brightnefs   of  our  Maker's  Name 

the   wide  Creation   fills, 
And  his   unbounded  Grandeur  flies 
beyond-  the   heav'nly   Hills. 

m  4  .     LXXIL- 


154  Hymns    and:  E  II. 

LXXII.    The  LordVDay :    Or,  The 
Refurrettion  of  Chrift. 
X  T5  LESS'D  Morning  whcfe young dawning  Ray& 
J3      beheld   our  riling  God  ; 
That  faw  him  triumph  o'er  the  Duft> 
and   leave  his   Jail    Abode. 

2  In   the    cold    Prifon   of  a  Tomb 

the    dead    Redeemer    lay, 
'Till   the  revolving -Skies    hsd  brought 
the   Third,   tk'    appointed    Day. 

3  Hell    and  the   Grave   unite  their   Force 

to  hold  our   God   in   vain  ; 
The   deeping   Conqueror   arofe, 
and    burft   their  feeble  Chain. 

4;  To   thy  Great  Name,.  Almighty   Lord, 
thefe   facred   Hours   we    pay, 
And  loud   Hofanvas  fliall  proclaim 
the    Triumph    of  the    Day. 

£$  Salvation    and   immortal    Praife 
to    our    victorious    King  : 
Let   Keav'n,,  and  Earth,  and  Rocks,  and   Seas, 
with    glad    Hcfannas    ring.] 

LXXIII.    Doubts  ft 'attn' d:  Or,  Spiritual 

Joys  rc/loSd. 
i.  T  TENCE  from  my  Soul  fad  Thoughts  be  gone, 
Jj  1     and   leave    me   to    my    Joys  ; 
My  Tongue  mail    triumph  in  my  God, 
and  make  a  joyful   Noife. 

3  Darknefs   and   Doubts  had   veil'd  my  Mind, 
and   drown'd  my  Head,  in   Tears, 
'Till  fovVeign  Grace  with    mining   Rays 
difpeli'd   my   gloomy  Fears. 

i  Oh,  what  immortal  Joys  I    felt, 
and   Raptures   all   divine, 
When    jfus   told  me,  I    was    his, 

and   my   Beloved    mine. !;  4  In 


B.  3X  Spiritual  Songs.-  155 

4  In    vain   the  Tempter  frights   my    Son.!, 
and    breaks  my   Peace    in   vain  ; 
One  Glimpfe,    dear   Saviour,    of  thy   Face 
revives    my    Joys    again. 

LX XI V.  Repentance  from  a  Senfe  of  Divine  -" 
Goodnefs  :  Or,  A  Complaint  efbigraiilud?* 

1  TS  this    the    kind   Return 

X     and  thefe    the  -Thanks  wc*^OYvre; 

Thus  to  abufe  .  eternal  Love, 
whence    all    our. .  Bleilings    flow  ! 

2.  To    what    a  ftubbcrn    Frame 
has  Sin   reduc'd  our  Mind  ! 
What  ftrange   rebellious  Wretches  we?  / 
and  .  God    as-  -  flrangely   kind  3 

[3  On<  »s    he  -  bids  the    Sun 
fhed  .  his    reviving    Rays  ; 
Fbr-.  us    the   Skies,  their   Circles   rui23 
to  lengthen    out  our    Days. 

4-The  Brutes  obey  their  God, 

and  bow  their  Necks  to  Men*     x" 
But,  we  more   bafe,  more    brutifh  Things/ 
reject  his  eafy  Reign,] 

5  Turn,  turn    us/  Mighty  God, 
and- mould  our    Souls   afrefh  ; 

Break,  Sov'reign    Grace,  thefe  Hearts   of  Stones 
and   give   us  Hearts  of  Flefh. 

6  Let    old   Ingratitude 
provoke  our  weeping  Eyes, 

And   hourly,   as  new   Mercies    fai!3 
let  hourly   Thanks    arife.  - 

"1XXV.    Spiritual  and  Eternal  %oy  :    Oil 

the  beatifck  Sight  of  Chrift, 
1  T^ROM  Thee,  my  God*  my  Joys  mall  rife/ 
X       and  run  eternal   Rounds, 
Beyond  the  Limits    of  the  Ski§s?  , 
and- all-  created   Bounds,  - 


i  $6  Eymns  and  B.  \% 

a  The   holy  Triumphs    of  my  Soul 
Thall   Death   itfeif  out-brave, 
Leave  dull  Mortality,  behind, 
and  fly  beyond  the    Grave. 

j  There    where    my   blefTed    Jffus    reigns. 
in  HeavVs    unmeafur'd    Space, 
I'll   fpend    a  long  Eternity, 
in    Pleafure    and    in    Praife. 

4  Millions  of  Years  my  wond'ring  Eyes; 

fliall    o'er   thy  Beauties    rove, 
And  endlefs    Ages,   I'll    adore 
the    Glories     of  thy    Loye. 

5  Sweet    Jefus,   ev'ry   Smile  of  thine 

fhall    frefli  Endearments    bring, 
.And  thoufand  Taftes   of.  new   Delight 
from   all   thy    Graces    fpring. 

6  Hafte,  my  Beloved,  fetch    my    Soul. 

up  to    thy    blefl   Abode ; 
Fly,  for   my   Spirit  longs    to  fee 
my  Saviour  and'  my  God. 

EXWI.    The  RefurreBim  and  /fceniion: 
ef  Cbrift. 

rO$ANNA  to  the- Prince,  of  Light,, 
that  cloath'd  himfelf  in   Clay;. 
Enter'd  the  Iron   Gates   of  Death, 
and  tore  the  Bars  away. 

2.  Death  is  no  raore  the  King   of  Dread,-, 
fince   our    Emanuel,  rpfe  ; 
He   took,  the  Tyrant's  Sting  away, 
and   fpoild    our   heliiih   Foes. 

g  See  how    the  Conqu'ror   mounts   aloft>. 
and   to   his    Father    flies, 
With    Scars   of   Honour   in  hh   Flefh, 
and  Triumph  in   his  Eyes, 

4  There 


>'ir 


B  IF.  Spiritual  Songs,  15 -* 

4  There  our  exalted   Saviour    reigns,     . 
and   fcatters    Bleffings    down ;. 
Our  fefus  fills,  the    middle  Seat 
of  the   coeleftial  Throne. 
[5  Raife  your    Devotion,  mortal   Tongues., 
to  reach  his  blefs'd  Abode, 
Sweet    be  the    Accents   of  your   Songs 
to  our-  incarnate  God. 
6  Bright    Angels,    ffrike  your  loudeft  Stiings> 
your   fweeteft  Voices  raife ; 
Let  Heav'n,   and  all    created  Things, 
found    our   Emanuel's   Praife.3 

LXXVII.     The  Chriftian  Warfare. 
n   OTAND  up,  my  Soul,  make  off  thy  Fear*,  ■ 
k5  And  gird  the  Gofpel- Armour  on  : 
March  to  the   Gates   of  endlefs   Joy, 
Where    thy  great    Captain   Saviour's  gone.* 

%-  Hell  and  thy   Sins  refift    thy    Courfe, 
But  Hell  and  Sin    are   vanquifh'd    Foes  t 
Thy  Jefus  naifd  'em   to  the   Crofs, 
And  fung   the    Triumph    when  he   rofe/}' 

fj  What  thov  the  Prince  of  Darknefs  rage.,, 
And    v/afte    the    Fury    of   his    Spightr* 
Eternal    Chains    confine  him   down 
To   fiery    Deeps,  and    endlefs    Night.- 

4.  What  tho*  thine  inward  Lufls   rebel  ? 
'Tis    but    a  ftruggling  Gafp  for   Life  j 
The  Weapons   of  victorious   Grace 
Shall'  flay  thy   Sins  and  end  the   Strife.] 

5  Then  let   my   Soul   march   boldly  on, 
Prefs  forward  to  the   heav'nly   Gate, 
There  Peace    and  Joy   eternal    reign, 
And  glitt'ring  Robes  for  Goaqu'rors  wait, 

6  There   mall  I    wear  a   fkrry  Crown, 
And  triumph   in  Almighty    Grace  ; 
While  all  the  Armies   of  the  Skies 

Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  Praife, .     LXXVltU 


l'S^  Hymns-,  am?  g#  jj# 

LXXV'IIL     Redemption  by  Chrift. 


HEN  the  firft  Parents  of  our  Race 
rebeJJ'd,   and   loft   their    God, 
And    the  Infection   of  their    Sin 
had  tainted  all  our  Blood; 
2.  Incite  Pity  touch'd  the  Heart 
oi  the  eternal  Son', 
Defending  from  the  heav.'nly  Court 
he  left  his  Father's  Throne, 
%  ACide   the  Prince   of  Glory    threw 
his  moft  Divine  Array, 
And  wrap'd,  his  Godhead  in  a  Veil 
of  our  inferior  Clay. 

4  His  living  Pow'r  and  dyina  Love, 
redeem'd   unhappy  Men  ; 
And  rais'd  the  Ruins  of  our  Race 
to  Life  and  God  again. 

£  To  thee    dear  Lord,. our  Flefh   and  Soul 
we  joyfully   refign  • 
BJeft  Jefus,  take   us  for  thy  own, 
*or  we  are  doubly  thine. 
6  Thine  Honour   fhall  forever  be 
the  Bufinefs  of  our  Days, 
£or  ever  ihall  our  thankful  Tongues 
ipeak  thy  deferred  Praife. 

LXX1X*     Pra[fe  to  the  Redeemer* 

*  DLU>^'D  in  a  Gulph  of  dark  Defpair 
JL        we  wretched  Sinners    lay. 
Without  one  chearful    Beam   of  Hope, 
or  Spark  of  glimm'ring    Day. 

a.  With  pitying  Ey  3  the  Prince  of  Grace 
beheld  our  helplefs   Grief; 
Ue.faw,   and   (O  amazing  Love  !) 
he  ran  to  our  Relief, 

3;  Dswft 


$;  II.  Spiritual  Songs.  13 

3  Down  from  the  mining  Seats  above 

with  joyful  Halle  he  lied, 
Enter'd  the  Grave  in   mortal  Fleih, 
and  dwelt  among  the   Dead. 

4  He  fpoiPd  the  Pow'rs   of  Darknefs  thus3. 

and   brake    our.  Iron    Chains; 
Jtfus  has  freed   our  captive    Souls, 
from  everlafdng  Pains. 

[5  In  vain  the  baitled   Prince  of  Hell 
his  curfed  Proje&s  tries  ; 
We  that  were  doom'd  his  endlefs  Slaves, 
are  raised  above  the   Skies,  j 

6  Oh,   for   this   Love,   let  Rocks    and   H1II3 
their   lading   Silence   break, 
And    all  harmonious   human  Tongues 
the  Saviour's  Praifea  fpeak  ! 

[7  Yes,  we  will  praife  thee,  dearefl   Lord, 
our   Souls  are  all  on  Flame  ; 
Rofanna  round  the  fpacious  Earth 
to  thine  adored  Name. 

5  Angels,   am&  our  mighty    Joys, 

ftrike  all   your    Harps   of  Gold  ; 
But  when  you   raife  your  higheit  Notes,. 
his  Love   can  ne'er  be  told.} 

LXXX.  God's  awful  Power  and  Gaodnefi, 

1  /^VH  !    the  Almighty  Lord, 

\J     how    matchiefs  is  his    Pow'r  ! 
Tremble,  O   Earth,  beneath  his   Word, 
while  all  the  Heav'ns  adore, 

2  Let  proud  imperious  Kings 
bow  low  before  his  Throne  ! 

Crouch  to   his- Feet,   ye   haughty  Things  , 
or  he. mall  tread  ye.,  down, . 

3  Above  the  Skies  he  reignSj  . 
and  with  amazing  Blows 

He   deals  infufferable   Pains 

ea.his  rebellious  Foes.  -  4;¥ev 


i6o  Hymns  and  B.  IL 

4  Yet,  Everlafting    God, 

we    love   to  fpeak    thy   Eraife  -~- 
Thy   Sceptre  V  equal    to    thy  Rod,, 
the    Sceptre  of  thy    Grace. 

5  The  Arms    of  mighty   Love 
defend   our    Sien  well, 

And  heat 'nly  Mercy  walls    us    round 
from.  Babylon    and    Hell.. 

€  Salvation    to-  the  King 
that    fits    enthron'd    above: 
Thus   we  adore  the   God   of  Might,-. 
and   blefs   the.  God   of  Love. 

LXXXI     Our  Sw  the  Caufe  of  Cfcrift  i 
Death. 

r     A   ND-now  the  Scales  have  left  mine  Eyes; 
./JL     now    I    begin    to    fee  : 
Oh,  the  curs'd   Deeds  my   Sins   have  done  ! 
what  murderous   Things   they  ba  *■ 

2  Were   thefe  the  Traitors*  deareft    Lord, 
that   thy   fair  Body    tore  ? 
Mongers,  that  flain'd   thofe  heav'nly   Limbs 
v/ith  Floods  of  purple   Gore  ? 

^  Was  it   for   Crimes   that    P  had   done, 
my  deareft  Lord  was    /lain, 
When,  Juftice  feiz'd    God's   only  Son,- 
and  put  his   Soul   to  Pain  ? 

4'  Forgive  my  Guilt,  O  Prince  of  Peace  J 
I'll   wound   my  God    no    more  : 
Hence  from  my  Heart,  ye   Sins,  be  gone, 
for  Jefui  I   adore. 
3.  Furnifh   me,  Lord,  with   heav'nly  Arms 
from    Grace's    Magazine, 
And  I'll  proclaim  eternal  War 
with  ev'ry   darling   Sin, 

LXXXII, 


B.  II.  Spiritual  Sbngs^,  h&m 

LXXXIL  Redemptio?}  and  Protection \frorm 
Spiritual  Enemas. 

i      A   RISE,  my   Soul,   my  joyful  Pow'rs,. 
XJL.     and  triumph    in-  my    God  ; 
Awake,  my  Voice,  and  loud  proclaim i 
his  glorious  Grace  abroad. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  the  deeps   of  Sin 

the   Gates   of  gaging   Hell, 
And  nVd  my  Standing  more  fecure. 
than   'twas,  before  I  fell. 

3  The  Arms  of  everlaftbg  Love: 

beneath  my  Soul  he  plac'd, 
And  on   the  Rock  of  Ages  fet.  J 

my  flipp'ry   Footfr.eps.fafL 

4.  The  City  of  my  blefs'd  Abode- 

is  walPd  around  with  Grace;; 
Salvation    for    a    Bulwark   flands 
to  mield.  the  facred  Place. 

5,  Eat  an  may  vent  his   fharpeiL  Spite, 

and  all  his  -Legions   roar;. 
Almighty   Mercy   guards  my   Lifcj, 
and  bounds  his  raging  Pow'r. 

6*  Arife,  my  Soul,  awake  my  Voice, .. 
and  Tunes   of  Pleafure  fing  ; 
Lcud   Hallelujahs    mail  addrefs.. 
my   Saviour  and  my  King. 

EXXXIIL   The  Taffim  and  Exaltationi 
ef  Chrift. 

i:  *ipHUS  faith   the   Ruler  of  the  Skies, 
JL        awake,   my    dreadful   Sivtrd  ; 
Awake   my    Wrath,  and  fmife  the   Man, , 
my  Fellow,  faith  the  Lord. 

%c  Vengeance-: 


1 62  Hymns  and  B.  II, 

2  Vengeance  receiv'd  the    dread  Command, 
and,    armed,   down  me  flies  ; 
Jsfus    fubmits    t'    his    Father's  Hand, 
and   bows  his    Head,  and  dies. 

3.  But,  oh  !  the    Wifdom   and    the   Grace 
that  join   with   Vengeance   now  ! 
He  dies,  to  fave   our  guilty  Race3 
and    yet    he    rifes    too. 

4  A  Perfon  fo  divine  was  he 

who   yielded   to   be    flair), 
That  he  could  give  his  Soul  away, 
and  take  his    Life    again. 

5  Live,   glorious    Lord,  and  reign   on  high, 

let    every  Nation    fing, 
And  Angels  found,  with  endlefs  Joy, 
the    Saviour    and  the    King. 

LXXXIV;     The  fame. 

1  |fTtOME>Jg|i;hkrmoHioyf   Tongues, 
V>      your    nobleft  Mu'ick    bnnV  • 

'T«   Cbrift  the   Everlait: ng    -Tod,  ' 

and  -  Chrifl   the    Many  we    fmg. 

2  Tell  how  he  took  on    ETeflfc , 
to  take  away  our  Guii. 

Sing  the  dear  Drops  of  facied  Blood 

that  hellift  Mcnfters  fpik. 
[3  Alas  !    the   cruel   Spear 

went  deer)  into  his    Side, 
And  the  rich   Flood  of  purple   Gore 

their  murd'rous  Weapons  dy'd.l 
[4  The  Waves  of  fwelling  Grief 

did  o'er  his  Bofom  roll, 
And  Mountains  of  Almighty  Wrath. 

lay  heavy  on  his  Soul.] 

5  Down  to  the  Shades  of  Death* 
he  bow'd  his  awful   He^d  ; 
Y.«t    he   arofc    to    live   and    reign  . 

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!  E  II.  Spiritual  Sengs,  i6% 

6  No  more  the  bloody  Spear, 
the  Oofs   and  Nails  no  more  ; 

For  Hell  itfelf  makes  at  his  Name,- 
and  all  the  Heav'ns  adore. 

7  There  the  Redeemer  fits 
high  on  the  Fathers  Throne  j 

The  Father  lays  his  Vengeance  hyy 
and  fmiles  upon  his  Son. 

8  There  his   full  Glories   mine 
with  uncreated  Rays,. 

And  blefs  his^  Saints  and.  Angels  Eyes 
to  everlafling;  Days. 

LXXXV.     Sufficiency  of  Fardon, 
t  X T7HY  does  your  Face,  ye  humble  Souls,. 
V  V    thofe  mournful  Colours  wear  ? 
What  Doubts  are  thefe  that  wafle  your  Faith, 
and  nourifh  your  Defpair. 

3,  What  though  your  num'rous  Sins  exceed 
the  Stars  that  fill  the  Skies,. 
And,  aiming  at  th'  eternal  Throne, 
like  pointed  Mountains  rife. 

3  What  though  your  mighty  Guilt  beyond 

the  wide  Creation  fwell, 
And  has  its  curs'd  Foundations  laid 
low  as  the  Deeps  of  Hell. 

4  See  here  an  endlefs  Ocean  flows 

of  never-failing.  Grace ; 
Behold  a  dying  Saviour's  Veins 
the  facred  Flood  increafe. 

5  It  rifes  high,  and  drowns  the  Hills, 

't  has  neither  Shore  nor  Bound  : 
Now,  if  we  fearch  to  find  our  Sins, 
our  Sins  can  ne'er  be  found. 

6  Awake,  our  Hearts,  adore  the  Grace: 

that  buries  all  our  Faults, 
And  pard'ning  Blood,  that  fwells  above 
our  Follies  and  our  Thoughts..         l^XXXYh 


1^4  Hymns  and  B.  II.  I 

LXXXVI.    Freedom  from  Sin  and  Mifery 

in  Heaven. 
i   /^VUR  Sins,  alas  !  how  ftrong  they  be  I 
V_-/     and  like    a  vi'lent  Sea, 
They  break  our  Duty,  Lord,  to  thee, 
and  hurry  us  away. 

3  The  Waves  of  Trouble,  how  they  rife  ! 
how  loud  the  Temp  efts  roar  ! 
But  Death   mail  land  our  weary  Soul* 
fafe  on  the  heav'nly  Shore. 

3  There,  to  fulfil  his  fweet  Commands, 

our  fpeedy  Feet  mall  move  ; 
No  Sin  (hall  clog   our  winged  Zeal, 
or  cool  our  burning  Love. 

4  There  mall  we  fit  and  fing,  and  tell? 

the  Wonders  of  his  Grace, 
'Till  heav'nly  Raptures  fire  our  Hearts, 
and  fmile  in  ev'ry  Face. 

5  For  ever  his  dear  facred  Name 

mail   dwell   upon  our  Tongue, 
And   Jefus  and  Salvation   be 
the  Clofe  of  ev'ry  Song. 

LXXXVII.    The  Divine  Glories   above 
our  Reajbn. 

*  TJOW  wond'rous  Great,  how  glorious  Bright* 
JL  J.     niufl  our  Creator  bt, 
Who  dwells  amidft  the  dazzling  Light 
of  vaft   Infinity  ! 

2  Our  foaring   Spirits  upwards  rife 

tow'rd  the  celeflia!  Throne  r 
Fain  would  we  fee  the  blefTed  Three, 
and  the  Almighty  Ore. 

3  Our  Reafon  ftretches  all   its  Wings, 

and  climbs  above  the  Skies  ; 
But  flill  how  far  beneath  thy  Feet 
%       our  grov'ling  Reafoa  lies  !  [4  Lord, 


B.  II.  Spiritual  Songs.  16$ 

£4  Lord,  here  we  bend  our  humble  Souls3 
and  awfully  adore  : 
For  the  weak  Pinions  of  our  Mind 
can  ftretch  a  Thought  no  more.] 

5  Thy  Glories  infinitely  rife 
above  our  Jab'ring  Tongue  ; 
In  vain  the  higheft  Seraph  tries 
to  form  an  equal  Song. 

£6  In  humble  Notes  our  Faith   adores 
the  Great  Myfterious  King, 
While  Angels  ftrain  their  noble  Pow'rsy 
and  fweep  th'  immortal  String.] 


LXXXVIII.     Salvation. 

ALVATION  !  Oh,  the  joyful  Sound  ; 
'tis  Pleafurc  to  our  Ears  : 
A   fcv^reign  Balm  for  ev*ry   Wound, 
a    Cordial   for   our  Fears. 


■s 


%  Bury'd  in  Sorrow  and  in   Sin, 
at  Hell's   dark  Boor  we  lay  ;, 
But   we   arife,   by  Grace  divine, 
to  fee  a  heav'nly  Day. 

3  Salvation  !    Let  the  Echo    fly 
the  fpacious    Earth   around, 
While  all  the  Armies  of  the   Sky 
confpire  to  raife  the  Sound. 

LXXXIX    Chrift'i  Vifiory  over  Satan, 

1  TT'OSANNA  to  our  conqu'ring  King  ! 
-*•*     the  Prince  of  Darknefs  flies, 

His  Troops  ruin  headlong  down  to  Hell, 
like  Lightning  from  the  Skies. 

2  There,  bound  in  Chains,  the  Lions  roar3 

and  fright  the  refcu'd  Sheep  ; 
But  heavy  Bars  confine  their  Pow'r 

and  Malice  to  the  Deep.  3  Hofantm 


i&6  Hymns  and  g.  \\% 

3.  Hofanna  to  our  conqu'ring  King, 
all  hail,  incarnate  Love  ! 
Ten  Thoufand  Songs  and  Glories  wait 
to  crown  thy  Head  above.. 

4  Thy  VicVries  and  thy  deathlefs  Pars* 
through  the  wide  World  {hall  run, 
And  everlafting  Ages  fmg 
the  Triumphs  thou  halt  won. 

XC.    Faith   in  Chrift,  for  Pardon   and 

Sanfiification. 

1  T-JOW  fad  our  State  by   Nature  is  ! 
-i  JL     our   Sin,   how   deep   it    ftains  I 
And    Satan  binds   our  captive   Minds 
fait  in  his  flavi/h   Chains. 
3  But   there's    a  Voice   of  fov'reign    Gracs 
founds  from   the  facred   Word  y 
Ho  t  ye,    defpairing   Sinner],   com*} 
and  trujl  upon  the  Lord. 

3  My   Soul  obeys  th'  Almighty   Call, 
and  runs   to   this   Relief; 
I   would   believe   thy   Promife,   Lord; 
Oh  !    help   my   Unbelief. 

[4  To  the  dear   Fountain  of  thy   Blood, 
incarnate    God?    I    fly  ; 
Here  Jet   me  warn    my  fpotted    Soul 
from  Crimes   of  deepeft  Dye. 

5  Stretch   out  thine  Arm,   victorious   King, 

my   reigning    Sins    fubdue  ; 
Drive   the  old   Dragon  from  his    Seat, 
with   all  his   hellifh   Crew.] 

6  A   guilty,  weak,  and  helplefs    Worm 

on    thy   kind   Arms   I    fall  : 
Be  thou    my   Strength  and   Righteoufnefs, 
my    Je/itj,   and   my   All. 

XCL 


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KCL    The  Glory  of  Cbrift  in  Heaven* 

1   A^\H,   the   Delights^  the   beav'nly   Joys, 
\J     the  Glories  o£  the  Place 
Where    Jefus   fheds    the   brighteft   Beams 
of  his    o'erflowing    Grace  ! 

Z  Sweet  Majefty  and   awful   Love 

fit  fmiling  on   his  Brow, 

.And   all   the  glorious  Ranks  above 

at-* humble  Diftarace  bow. 

[3  Princes   to   his    Imperial  Name 

bend   their   bright    Sceptres  down  ; 
Dominions,  Thrones,  and   Pow'rs  rejoice 
to  fee  him  wear  the  Crown. 2 

4  Archangels   found   his   lofty   Praife 

thro'   ev'ry   heavenly   Street, 
And   lay  their  higheft   Honours   down 
iubmiilive  at  his    Feet. 

5  Thofe    foft,   thofe   blerTed   Feet   of  his, 

that  once  rude  Iron  tore, 
High  on  a  Throne   of  Light   they  $anda 
and   all  the    Saints   adore. 

6  His   Head,   the   dear   Majeftic   Head, 

that  cruel   Thorns   did   wound, 
See  what  immortal    Glory  mine, 
and   circle   it   around. 

7  This  is  the  Man,   th'   exalted  Man, 

whom  we  unfeen   adore  : 
But  when  our  Eyes   behold   his  Face, 
our  Hearts  fhall   love   him   more. 

£8  Lord  how  our  Souls   are  all   on  fire 
to  fee   thy  Weft   Abode  ; 
Our  Tongues    rejoice  in   Tunes    of  Praifc 
to    our  incarnate    God  I 
9  And  while  our  Faith   enjoys    this    Sight, 
we  long   to   leave    our    Clay  ; 
And  wifh  thy  fi'ry   Chariots,  Lord, 

to   fetch   our    Souls  away,  XCkL 


*68  Hymns  and  B.  II. 

XCII.  The  Church  faved,  and  her  Enemies 
difappoinUd. 
Compofed  the  $th  0/ November,  1694. 

1  OHOUT  to  the  Lord,  and  let   our    Toys 
VJ     thro*    the    whole    Nation   run  : 

Ye  Britijh  Skies,  refound  the  Noife 
beyond   the   rifing    Sun. 

2  Thee,  Mighty  God,  our    Souls  admire, 

thee   our   glad   Voices   fing, 
And  join  with  the  coeleftiai  Choir, 
to  praife   th'    Eternal   King. 

3  Thy  PowV  the   whole  Creation  rules, 

and    on   the   Harry   Skies 
Sits  fmiling  at   the  weak  Defigns 
thine  envious   Foes  devife. 

4  Thy  Scorn  derides   their   feeble  Rage, 

and,   with    an    awful    Frown, 
Flings  vaft  Confufion  on  their  Plots, 
and  /hakes  their  Babel  down. 

[5  Their   fecret   Fires   in   Caverns   lay, 
and  we   the    Sacrifice  : 
But   gloomy   Caverns    ftrove   in    vain 
to  'fcape  all-fearching  Eyes. 

6  Their   dark  Defigns  were  all  revcalM, 

their  Treafons  all  betray'd  : 
Praife  to  the  Lord,   that   broke  the    Snare 
their  curfed   Hands   had   laid.] 

7  In  vain  the  bufy  Sons    of  Hell 

ftill    new   Rebellions    try, 
Their   Souls  mall  pine  with  envious  Rage, 
and   vex   away,   and  die. 

8  Almighty  Grace  defends   our  Land 

from  their    malicious    Pow'r  : 
Let    Britain   with   united   Songs 

almighty  Grace   adore.  XCIIf 


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XCIIL  God  all,  and  in  all.  Pfa!.  txxiii,  25, 

1  "\yf"Y   God,    my   Life,  my   Lore, 
JLVX     to  thee,  to  thee  I  call ; 
I   cannot  live   if   thou    remove, 
for   thou   art   All   in  AIL 

£2  Thy  mining  Grace   can  cheer 
this    Dungeon    where    I   dwell  : 
'Tis    Paradife   when    thou    art  here ; 
if  thou  depart,  'tis  Hell.] 

£3  The   Smilings  of  thy  Face, 
how   amiable    they    are  ! 
'Tis    Heav'n  to  reft  in   thine   Embrace, 
and   no-where  elfe   but   there.] 

£4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 
the    Angels    owe  their   Blifs ; 
They   fit  around   thy   gracious    Throne, 
and   dwell  where    Jefus  is* 

£5  Not  all  the  Harps  above 
can  make  a  heav'nly   Place, 
If  God    his  Refidence    remove, 
or    but   conceal    his    Face.] 

6  Nor  Earth,   nor   ail  the   Sky, 
can    one    Delight    aiford  ; 

'NOf  not  a  Drop   of  real  joy, 

without  thy    Prefence,  Lord. 

7  Thou   art   the  Sea  of  Love, 
where   all  my   Pleafures   roll  ; 

The   Circle    where    my   Paflions   move, 
and  Centre    of  my  Soul. 

£8  To   thee    my  Spirits  fly 
with  infinite  Defire  ; 
A&d    yet,    how   far  from    thee    I   lie  ! 
dear   Jefus,   raife    m€    Higher.] 

XCIV- 


%-jo  Hymns  and  B.  II. 

XC1V.     God  ?ny  only  Happinefs, 
Pfal.  Ixxiii.   25. 

1  "\  >f*Y  God,   rny  Portion,  and  my  Low, 
IVX.     my  everlafting    All, 
I've  none  but  thee  in  Heav'a  above, 
or   on  this  earthly  Ball. 

[2  What  empty  Things  are  all  the  Skies, 
and   this  inferior  God  ? 
There's  nothing  here  deferves  my  Joys^ 
there's  nothing   like  my   God.] 

[3  In  vain  the  bright,  the  "burning  Sun 
fcatters    his    feeble    Light  : 
"'Tis  thy  fweet  Beams   create   my  Noon  | 
if  thou   withdraw,  'tis  Night, 

4  And  whilft  upon  my  reftlefs   Bed, 

amongft  the    Shades  I   roll, 

If  my  Redeemer  fhew  his  Head, 

'tis  Morning  with  my   Soul.] 

5  To   thee   we   owe   our  Wealth   and    Friends., 

and  Health   and   fafe  Abode  ; 
Thanks    to   thy   Name   for  meaner  Things, 
but  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How   vain  a   Toy  is  glitt'ring   Wealth, 

if  once  compar'd  to  Thee  ? 
Or    what's   my    Safety,  or  my  Health, 
or  all  my  Friends,  to  me  ! 

7  Were   I   Pofieflbr  of  the   Earth, 

and   call'd   the  Stars  my   own  ; 
Without   thy  Gracas,    and  thy  Self, 
I    were    a    Wretch    undone. 

€  Let   others  ftretch  their  Arms  like  Seas, 
and   grafp  in  all  the  Shore, 
Grant    me  the  Vifits   of  thy  Face, 
and  I  dcQvc  no   more. 

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[5   Not  the  feign*d  Fields  of  Heath* nifty  BUis 
Could  raife  fuch  Pleafures  in  the  Mi$d  j 
Nor  does  -the    Turkifiy   Paradife 
Pretend  to   Joys  fo  well    refin'dj 

6  Should   all  the   Forms  that    Men   denfe 
A  (fault  my  Faith  with  treachVotts  Art, 
I'd  call  them   Vanity   and   Lies, 
And  bind   the   Gofpel  to  my  Heart. 

CXXXIL   The  Offices  of  Chrift. 

1  \~&TE   blefs  the  Prophet   of  the  Lord, 
V V       that  comes  with  Truth  and  Grace  • 

Jefus,   thy    Spirit   and   thy  Word 
(hall   lead   us   in   thy   Ways. 

2  We    rev'ren'ce    our    Righ-Prieft   above, 
who   ofFer'd    up   his  Blood  ; 

And   lives    to   carry   on    his    Love, 
by   pleading   with    our   God. 

3  We   honour   our   exalted   King  ; 

how   fv/eet  are  his  Commands  ! 
Pie  guards    our  Souls    from   Hell   and  Sin, 
by   His  .Almighty   Hands, 

,4  Mofanna   to    his  glorious    Narr>e, 
w&o   faves    by   difF'rent   Ways, 
His   Mercies  lay  a  fov'reign  Claim 
to  our   immortal   Praife. 

CXXXIII.  The  Operations  of  the  Holy  Spirit. 

1  Yf  TERN  AL    Spirit  !    we   confefs, 

-Li     And  ling  the  Wonders   of  thy   Grace  .5 
Thy  Pow'r  conveys  our  Bleflings  down 
From    God  the    Father    and   the    Son* 

2  Enlighten'd    by    thine   heavenly    Ray, 
Our    Shades  and  Darknefs   turn  to  Day  • 
Thine    inward   Teachings    make   us    know 
Our  Danger,   and   our   Refuge   too. 

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1$6  Hymns  and  B.  II. 

3  Thy   Pow'r  and  Glory   works  within, 
And   breaks   the   Chains   of  reigning   Sin  ; 
Doth  our  imperious   Lu£U   fubdue, 

And  forms  our    wretched  Hearts    anew. 

4  The  troubled   Conscience   knows   thy  Voice, 
Thy   chearing  Words   awake    our    Joys  ; 
Thy    Words    allay    the    ftormy    Wind, 
And   calm  the  Surges   of  the   Mind. 

CXXXIV.    Circumcifion   abolijled* 

I   ^  I  ^HE   Promife  was  divinely  free, 
JL      extenfive   was   the    Grace  ; 
J  mill  the   God  of  Abrah'm    be, 
and  of  his  nurn'rous  Race. 

i  He  faid,   and   with   a   bloody   Seal 
confirm'd  the  Words  he  fpoke  ; 
Long  did   the   Sons   of   Abraham   feel 
the   fharp   and   painful  Yoke. 

3  'Till    God's   own    Son,   defcending  low3 

gave   his    own    Flelh  to   bleed  ; 
And  Gentiles   tafte  the  Bleflings   now, 
from  the  hard  Bondage  freed. 

4  The  God  of  Abraham   claims  our  Praife, 

his   Promifes  endure  ; 
And    Chrijl   the   Lcrd,   in    gentler   Ways, 
makes    the    Salvation  fure. 

CXXXV.  Types  and  Prophecies  cf  Chr\(i. 

i    TOEHOLD  the  Woman's  promis'd  Seed, 
_D   Behold    the    Great    Mefiah    come  ; 
Behold  the   Prophets    all   agreed 
To   give   him   the   fuperior    Room. 

$  Abraham,  .the   Saint,  rejoie'd   of  eld, 
When   Vifions  of  the  Lord  he   faw  ; 
Mofes,  the  Man  cf  God,   foretold 
This  great  Fuller   of  his    Law. 

2  Th< 


B.  II.  Spiritual  Songs.  ic; 

3  The    Types   bore   Witnefs   to   his   Name, 
Obtain  d  their  chief  Defign  and   ceas*d  ; 
The  Incenfe,  and  the   bleeding   Lamb, 
The  Ark,  the  Altar,  and   the  Prieft. 

4  Predictions    in    Abundance    meet, 

To    join   their  Bleilings    on  his   Head  ; 
Jefui,  we   worfhip  at  thy   Feet, 
And  Nations  own  the   promis'd   Seed. 

CXXX  VI.  Miracles  at  the  Birth  of  Chriff. 

I    nHHE   King  of  Glory  fends  his   Sor^ 

X      To   make  his  Entrance  on   this   Harth  % 
Behold   the    Midnight    bright    as    Noon, 
And  heavenly  Hofts   declare  his  Birth  ! 

i  About    the  young  Redeemer's   Head 
What  Wonders   and  what   Glories   meet  J 
An   unknown   Star  arofe,  and  led 
The  Eaftern  Sages   to  his  Feet, 

3  Sim-eon  and  Anna  both  confpire 
The  Infant  Saviour  to  proclaim  ; 
Inward   they   felt    the    facred    Fire, 

And  blefs'd  the  Babe   and  own'd  his    Nanv?, 

4  Let    Jews   and    Greeks    blafpheme    aloud, 
And   treat  the   holy  Child  with  Scorn  ; 
Our   Souls    adore  th'   eternal    God, 
Who    condescended   to   be   horn. 

CXXXVII.   Miracles  in  the  Life,  Death, 
and  Rejurreclion  of  Chrift, 

i   "OEHOLD,  the   Blind  their  Sight  receive  !. 
Jl3  ;  Behold,    the   Dead  awake,  and    live  ! 
The  Dumb  fpeak  Wonders,  and  the  Lame 
Leap  like  the  Hart,   and   blefs  his  Name  I 

2   Thus  doth  th'  Eternal    Spirits  own 
And   feal   the  Million   of  his    Son  ; 
The   Father    vindicates  his   Caufe, 
While    He   hangs   bleedin?  on   ihe   Ore7";, 

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*pS  Hymns  and  B.  IL 

3  He  dies  ;  the  Heav'ns   in  Mourning   ftcod  • 
He   rifes,   aud   appears  a  God  : 

Behold   the    Lord    afcending   high, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more   to  die. 

4  Hence  and  forever  from   my  Heart 

I  bid    my  Doubts    and   Fears  depart ; 
And   to    thofe    Hands   my    Soul    refign, 
Which   bear   Credentials  fo  divine. 

CXXXVIII.    The  Power  of  the  GoffeL 

HIS  is  the  Word  of  Truth  and  Love, 
Sent   t©  the  Nations  from    above  ; 
Jehovah  here   refolves  to   fhew 
What  his   Almighty  Grace  can  do. 

2  This  Remedy  did  Wifdom   find, 
To   heal   Difeafes    of  the   Mind  ; 

This  fov'reign    Balm,  whofe  Virtues  can 
Reflore  the  ruin'd  Creature,  Man. 

3  The  Gofpel  bids   the    Dead    revive, 
Sinners   obey  the  Voice,  and  live  : 

Dry  Bones   are  rais'd  and  cloath'd  aficfh, 
And  Hearts   of  Stone   are   turn'd  to  Flefh. 

£4  Where   Satan   reign'd  in    Shades    of  Nightj 
The  Gofpel    ftrikes    a   heav'nly    Light  ; 
Q;ir    Lulls  its    v/ond'rous   Pow'r    controuls, 
.  <And   calms   the   Rage   of  angry   Souls.] 

r§  Lions   and  Beafh   of  favage  Name 
Put   on  the   Nature  of  the   Lamb  ; 
While    the  -wide  World  efteems   it  ftraogc, 
Gaze,  and   admire,   and  hate    the  Change.] 

5  May  but  this   Grace  my   Soul   renew, 
Let  Sinners  gaze  and  hate  mc   too  ; 
The  Word  that   faves  me   does   engage 
A   fare    Defence   from    ail    their    Rage. 

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CXXX1X.    The  Example  of  Chrift. 

1  "R/fY  dear  Redeemer,   and    my   Lord, 
i.VJL     I   read  my  Duty  in  thy  Word  : 
But  in   thy  Life  the  Law  appears, 
Drawn   out  in  Jiving  Characters, 

2  Such   was    thy  Truth,    2nd   fuch  thy   ^cal. 
Such  Def'rence  to  thy  Father's  Will, 
Such  Love,  and  Meeknefs  fo   divine. 

I   would  tranicribe   and  make   them   mine, 

g  Cold  Mountains,  and  the    Midnight   Air, 
Witnefs'd   the    Fervour   of  thy    Pray'r  \ 
The    Defart   thy    Temptations    knew, 
Thy  Coniii'Ir,  and.  thy  Vifb'ry  too, 

4  Be   thou  my  Pattern  ;  make  me  bear 
Mere    of  thy    gracious    Image   here  ; 
Then    Gcd,  the   Judge.,  ^all    qw$   my   iCunu 
Amongll  the   Foli'wers   of  the    Lamb. 

CXL.  The  Examples  ofOvtikandlhe  Sakts, 

1  f^lVE   me   the   Wings  of  Faith,  to  rife 
\JK     within   the    Vei33    and   fee 

The  Saints   above,  how  great   their  Joys  i 
how  bright  their  Glories  be  I 

2  Once   they  were   mourning  here  below, 

and  wet  their   Couch  with  Tears  ; 

They  wrefrJed   hard,   as  we  do  now, 

with   Sins,  and  Doubts,  and  Fears, 

%  I    aSc   them  whence  their  VicVry   came  ? 
they,  wjth  united  Breath, 
Afcribe  their  Conqueft  to   the  Lamb  3 
their  Triumph,  to .  his  Death. 
4  They,  mark'd  the  Footfteps   that  he   trod, 
(his    Zeal    infpir'd    their    Ereafl); 
And,    following  their   incarnate   God, 
ppflefs'd  the  promised  Reft 

%  5  5  Our 


-so  Hymns  and  B.  II 

r  gloric^s  Leader  claims  our  Praife, 
for  his  cwa    Pattern    giv*n, 
le   the   long   Cloud    of  WitneiTes 
fliew   die   lame   Path  to   Keavn. 

:XLI.  Faltb  ajji/ledby  Scnfh  :  Ox, breach- 
ing, Baptifm,  and  the  Lord's-Supfer. 

T\.JY  Saviour  God,   my   Sov'reign   Prince, 
L     reigns  far    above   the    Skies  ! 
brings   his   Graces  down    to    Senfe, 
and  helps   my  Faith   to   rife. 

7  Eyes  and  Ears   mall' blefs   his   Name, 
they   read   and   hear   his    Word  : 
My  Tcueh  and   Tailc   mall   do  the  fame, 
wfyen   they    receive   the    Lord. 

3  j&aptifmil   Water    is    defign'd 
to   feai   his    cieanfing    Grace, 
While  at  his    Fealt   of  Bread  and  Wine 
.    he  gives  his  Saints  a  Place  : 

a.  Bat  not  the  Waters  -of  a  Flood 
can   make   my   Fiem   fo    clean, 
As   by    lis   Spirit   and    his    Blood 
he'll   warn   my   Soul    from    Siu. 

5  Not  choiceuV  Meats,  nor   nobiefi   Wines, 

fo    much    my    Heart    refrefn, 
As    when   my   Faith    goes  through   the   Signs, 
and  fetd^   upon   his    Flefn. 

6  I    love    the    Lord,    that    ftoops    fo    low, 

to   give   his  Word    a    Seal  : 
Eat   the    rich   Grace  his    Hands   beftow, 
exceeds   the  Figures   flill. 

CXLIT.   Faith  In  Chrift  our  Sacrifice. 

OT  all    the   TTmod   of  Beafts, 
on    J»>wij7j   Altars  ffain, 
Could  give    the  guilty  Confc'encc  Peace, 

or  warn  away   the  Stain,  2  Bui 


B«  II.  Spiritual  Songs,  201 

2  But  Chrift,  the  heav'nly  Lamb, 
takes  all  our  Sins  away  ; 

A  Sacrifice  of  nobler   Name 

and  richer  Brood  than  they* 

3  My  Faith-  would  lay  her  Hand 
on  that  dear  Head  of  thine, 

While   like   a  Penitent  I  ftand, 
and  there  confefs  my  Sin, 

4  My  Soul   looks  back  to  fee 
the  Burdens  thou  didft.  bear, 

When  -Ranging  on  the  curfed  Treer 
and  hopes  her  Guilt  was  there, 

£  Believing,    we   rejoice 
to  fee  the  Curie  remove  ; 
We  blefs  the  Lamb  with  chearful  Voict, 
and  fmg  his  bleeding  Love. 

CXLIII.     Flejb  and  Spirit. 

1  T  T  THAT  different  Pow'rs  of  Grace  and  Sir. 

VV     attend  ouf  mortal  State  ? 
I  hate  die  Thoughts   that  work  within,, 
and  do  the  Works-  I  hate. 

2  Now  "I  complain,   and  groan  r  and  die, 

while  Sin  and  Satan  reign  : 
Now  raife  my  Song  of  Triumph  high, 
for  Grace  prevails  again. 

3  So  Ifctrknefs  fimggles  with  the  Lighty 

'till  perfect  Day  arife  ; 
Water  and  Fire  maintain  the  Fight 
until  the  weaker  dies. 

4  Thus  will  the  Flelh  and  Spirit  drive; 

and  vex  and  break  my  Peace  ; 
But  I  fhall  quit  this   mortal  Life, 
and  Sin  for  ever  ceafe, 

K  4  CXLF/* 


202  Hymns  and  B.  II. 

CXL1V.    The  Efufion  ef  the  Spirit  :  Qr, 
The  Succefs  of  the  GofpeL 

RE4T  was  the  Day,  the  Joy  was  great, 
~K   When  the  divine  Difciptes  met  ; 
Whilft  on  their  Heads  the   Spirit  came-, 
And  fat  like  Tongues   of  cloven  Fkme* 

a  What  Gifts,  what  Miracles  he  gave  ! 
And  Pow'r  to  give,  and  Pow'r  to  fare  ! 
Furnifh'd  their  Tongues  with  wond'rous  Words,. 
Infiead  of  Shields,  and  Spears  and  Swords. 

3  Thus  arm'd,  he  fent  the  Champions  forthf 
From  Eaji  to  Weft,  from  South  to  fjfmh  ; 
Co,    and  #Jfert  your  Saviours  CuMje  ; 
Go,  Jpread  the  M^ryof  hi*  Cr>p. 

4  The   Weapons    of  the   Holy  War, 
Of  what  Almighty  Fofc«  they  are, 
To  make  our  fjtubborn  Paijions  bow, 
And  lay  the  proudeft  Rebel  low  ! 

5  Nations^  the  learned  and  the  rude, 

Are  by  thefe   heatfnly  Arms,  fubduM  ^   s  - 
While  Satatr  rages  at  his  Lofs, 
And  hates  the  Do&jine  of  tbug  Oofs. 

6  Great  King  of  Grace,  my  Heart  fubduc  ; 
I  would  be  ltd  in   Triumph  too, 

A  willing  Captive  to  my   Lord, 
And  fwg  the  VicVi  ies  of  his  Word. 

CXL  V.  Sight  thro'  a  Glafs,  and  Face  tvFacei 

Love  the  Windows  of  thy  Grace, 
thro'  which  my  Lord  is  hcnt 
And  long  to  meet  my  Saviour's  Face, 
without  a  Glafs  between. 

Oh,  that  the  happy  Hour  were  cor,!Q, 

to  change  my  Faith,  to  Sight  i 
I  Mil  behold  my  Lord  a?  He  m  ] 

in  a  diviner  Light.  3  Hade, 


E:  II.  Sfirihai  'Songs,  203 

3  Hafte,  my  Beloveds  and  remove 
thefe  interpofing  .Days  ; 
Then  mall  my  Pisufions  all'  be  Love, 
and  all  my  Powers  be  Praife, 

CXLVL    fh*  Vanity  tf  Cnatum  :    Or, 

No  Reft  on    Earih.  ' 

1   Ti  iTANTias  a  Soul  of  vail  Defires, 
1VX  He  burns  within  with  reftlefs  Fires  ; 
Toft  to  and  fro,  his  Parous  fly 
From  Vanity  to  Vanity. 

z  In  vain   on  Earth  we  hope  to  find 
Some  folid  Good  to  fill  the  Mind  : 
We  try  new  Pieafures ;  but  Vft  fed 
The  inward  Thirft  and  Torment  ifcilL 

3  So  when   a  raging  Fever  burns, 

We  fhift  from  Side  to  Side  by  Turns  ; 

And  'tis  a  poor  Relief  we  gain., 

To  change  the  Place,  'but  keep  the  PaitL 

4  Great  God  !  fubdue  this  vicious  TJhirft, 
This  Love  to  Vanity  and'Dufl ; 

Cure  the  viie  -Fever  of  the  MM, 
And  feed  our  Souls  wrrh  Joys  s^dnVC 

CXLVII.  The  Creation  .of  the  World.  Gm.  h 

1     TsjOW  :ht  the  fpachus  World  wife* 
**■  *      faid  the  Creator  Lord  : 
At  once  th'  :cbedient  Earth  and  Skies 
rofe  at  his   Sovereign  Word. 

[2  Dark  was  the  Deep  ;  $he  Waters  day 
confusM,  and  drown'ihihe  Land .; 
He  calPd  the  Light ;  the  new-born  iDa^ 
attends  on  his  Command. 

3  He  kids  the  Clouds  afcend  .on  high  % 
the  Clouds  afcend,  and  bear 
A  wat'ry  Treafure  to  the  Sky,'- 
and  float  onibfter  Air. 

Ij  4^The 


^04  Hymns  and  B.  If 

4  The  liquid  E&meiit  below 

was  gather'd  by  his  Hand  ; 
The  rolling   Seas  together  flow, 
and  leave  the  folid  Land. 

5  With  Herbs  aad  Plants   (a  nWry  Birth) 

the  naked  Globe  he  crown'd, 
E'er  there  was  Rain  to  blefs  the  Ear;k< 
or  Sun  to  warm  the  Ground. 

6  Then  he  adorn* d  the  upper  Skies  j 

behold,  the  Sun  appears, 
The  Moon  and  Stars  in  Order  rife, 
to  mark  out  Months  and  Years. 

j  Out  of  the  Deep  tV  Almighty  King 
did  yital  Beings  frame, 
The  painted  Fowls  of  ey'ry  Wing, 
and  Fifh  of  e?*ry  Name.} 

8  He  ga,^e  the  Lion  and  the  Worm 

at  oriee  tfceir  wond'rous  Birth, 
And  grazing  Beafts  of  various  Form 
rofe  from  the  teeming  Earth. 

9  j^dam  was  fram'd  of  equal  Clay, 

tho'  SDY'rtign.  of  the  reft, 
De'ign'd  for  nobler  Ends  than    they, . 
with  God's  own  Image  blefs'd. 
io  Tfru3  glorious  in  the  Maker's  Eye 
the  young  Creation  ftood. ; 
He  few  the  Building  from  on  high, 
his  Word  pronoune'd.  it  good. 

1 1  ^ordj  while  the  Frame  of  Nature  ftands, 
thj  Praife  mall  fill  my  Tongue  ; 
But  the  new  World  of  Grace  demands 
r.  more  exalted  Song. 

CXLVIII.    G*d  reconciled  in  Chrifl, 
i  T^EAREST  of  all  the  Names  abore, 
\_J    My  Jefujy  and  my  God, 
Who  can  refill  thy  heav'nly  Lore, 

or  trifle  with  thy  Blood  ?  2  'Tis 


B,  1L  Spiritual  Songs,  2q: 

2  *Tis  by  the  Merits  of  thy  Death 

the  rather  imiles  again; 
'Tis  by  thine  interceding  Breath 
the  Spirit  dwells  with  Men. 

3  'Till  God  in  human  Flefn   I  fee, 

my  Thoughts  no   Comfort  find  % 
The  Holyt  Juft,  and  Saered  Three 
are  Terrors  to  my  Mind. 

4  But  if  Immanuelh  Face  appear 7  , 

my  Hope,  my  joy  begins  ; 
His  Name  forbids  my  flaviih  Fear,. 
his  Grace  removes  my  Sins. 

5  While  Jews  on  their  own  Law  rely, 

and  Greeks  of  Wifdom  boaft, 
I  love  th'  Iacarnate  Myftery, 
and'  there  I  fix  my  Truft.. 

CXLIX.    Honour  to  MagiftraUs  :    O'nu 
Government  from  God, 

i  "p  TERNAL  Sovereign-  of  the  Sky, 
l    j     and  Lord  of  all  below, 
We   Mortals  to  thy  Majefly 
our  firft  Obedience  owe. 

2  Our  Souls  adore  thy  Throne  fapieme, 
and  blefs  thy  Providence, 
For  Magistrates  of  meaner  Name,    . 
our  Glory  and  Defence. 

£3  The  Crowns  of  BritiJJ?  Princes  mine 
with   Rays   above   the   reft, 
Where   Laws  and   Liberties   combine 
to  make  the  Nation   blefs'd/] 
4  Kingdoms  on  firm   Foundations    fland, 
while  Virtue  finds  Reward  ; 
And  Sinners   perifh    from   the   Land*-, 
by  Ju&ce  and  the  Swwd.- 

5.:  Let 


2o6  Hymns  &rtd  ft.  It> 

5  Let   Cafar's   t>cre   be   ever  •paid 
to  Cafar  and  his  T&rone  ; 
But   Confcientes   and  Sours  were  *«& 
to  be  the  Lord*s   alone. 

CL.    The  Deceitfulneft  of  Sin. 

2   C*  IN  has  a  Aoufand  't  reach' rous  AttS 
O     to  praftife  on  the  Mind; 
Witr^  fiatt'ring  Leoka  ftye  tfampts  <o>ur  Hettrts 
but  leaves   a   Sting  -behind. 

2  With  Names    of  Virtue  me   deceive* 

the  Aged   an&   llie  Yonng; 
And  while  the  htcdk&   Wretch  Jbciieve*, 
fhe  makes  his  Fettjei*  tfbrong. 

3  She  pleads   for  all   ttte   Joys  fhe  brings, 

and   gives  a  fefr   Pretence  ; 
I3ut   cheats  the    Sovsl    of  heav'nly  Things,. 
*nd  cfeasfes  it  tfown  to  Sfcnfe, 

4  So  on  a  Tt«e  Jdiriwaiy  fair 

grew  the  forbidden  Food ; 
Our  Mofter  took  due  Foifon  tlrere* 
and  tainted  all  her  Blood, 

CLI.    Prophecy  and  hifpration. 

i  'nnWAS  ty  a*  Or<£ef  firam  die  Lotd, 

X        The.  ancient  Ptojpfcete  (poke  his  Word  j. 
His  Spirit  did  Hfhek   Tongues  irifpifre,, 
And  warm'd   their  'Hfetftts  with  tedvbty  Fire. 

2  The  Works  ittfl  Wotwifefs  whick  fhey  we*gkt, 
Confirm'd   the  Jdfeflagtts   fhey   bro«£ht ; 

The  PrephetVPen  <ft»ccee^te  hit  Breach, 
To  fave  the  holy  Wor^-s  from   Death. 

3  Great   God  !   mine   Eyes  with   PleafiMte   look 
On  the  dear  Volume  of  thy  Book  ; 

There  my  Redeemer's    Face   I    fee, 
.4»d  read  his  Naitfe,  Who  <*y'<S  for  wc. 

4  J-Cl, 


9.  X&  Spiritual  Songs.  w>7 

4  Let  *fce  feMe  &***«*«*  *>t  ifce  Mk4l 
Be  loft  and  .««mfti  »  ***  Wiad  : 
Here  4  «an  fix  mf  ^Suft-Same ; 
This  is  thy  W«wA>  fcnd  «***  cadw*. 


CLII.  Sinai  a» J  'Son.  305$  xii-  wr-  ***  ^fc 
i  IV  TOT  to  <&e  Thxm&tt  *&  the   Losl, 
iN      the  Tempeft,  Fire   and  S»«ke» 
Not  <&  the  T&ander  -of  that   Wozd 
which    God   oa   &»aw  feofee ; 
2  But  we   are  <x>fiie  *a  fcfe«fc  Hii, 
the  City  of  o»t  Go>d, 
W^erc  «ikkr  Words   declare  Jus   Wall, 
and  fpread  ihis   Lore  abroad, 

<*  Behold  *&"'  Irmuftttrable  raft 
^       of  Angds  ^rfoaHhM  4n  Light  S. 
BeheW.The    Spirits  ^f  tfce  jMk  , 
whofe  Faith  is  tsrn'd  to   Sight  ! 

4.  BchoW  *foe  fcrefs'd  AffisnAfly  sfcere, 
whofe  Names  *fl£  \»*  iaa  Beav'a  ! 
And  God,  the   Judge   of  AH,   declares 
tfceif  witeft  Sens  forgiv'n. 

5  The  Saints  on  Earth,  and  all   the Dead* 

but   one  Communion  make  ; 
'  AIT  job  in  Chrij%  t&fcir'  living  Head,, 
and  of  his  Grace  par ta&e,. 

6  In   fuch   Society  as  this 

Triy  weary  Soul  would  reft  r 
The  Man  that  dwells  "where  frfus  %      ' 
muft  be  fortte?  "hle'fsM.  ' 

GLIII.  The-  Difim^  Felly-_  And  Madmfs 

1   C*r$  is  a  venomous  D#eafe> 
^    ittfe&s  our  vital  Blood  : 
The  onfy  Bdhu  is  Cov'reign^WKJe* 

sad  the  Phyfician,  God,  3  O^ 


2©fc  Hymns  and  B.  IL 

3  Our  Beauty  and  wr  .  Strength  axe  fied, 
and  we   draw  near   to    Death; 
But  Chrijl   the  Lord  recalls   the  Dead 
with  his   M mighty   Breath. 

3  Madnefs,  by  Nature,   reigns   within, 
the  PaHions  barn'  and  rage, 
'Till  Gcd8*  own  Son  with  Skill  divine 
the  inward  Fi tc  atfuage. 

[4  We  lick  tfee  Duft,  we  grafp  the  Wind, 
and  folid   Good   defpife  : 
Such  is  the  Folly  of  the  Mind, 
'till  Jefus  makes  us  wife. 

5  We  give   our  Souls    the  Wounds  they  reel, 
we  drink  the   pois'nous   Gatt, 
And  ru(h  with   Fury   down   to    Hell ; 
bat  Heav'n   prevents  the  Fall.] 

[6  The  Man  poflefs'd,   amongft  the  Tombs;. 
cuts    his    own    Flefh    and   cries  : 
He  foams  and  raves,  'till   Jefut  come*, 
and  the  foal  Spirit  fiies.j 

CLIV.    Self-Rlgbteoufnefs   infufficient. 

k  <'*T  X  7HERE  are  the  Mourners  (faith  the  Lord) 
"    \  V    That  wait  and  tremble  at  my  Word  ? 
"  That  walk   in    Darkncfs   all   the  Day  ? 
"  Come,  make  my  Name  your  Truft  and  Stay. 

[2  "  No  Works   nor    Duties,  of  your   owa 
"  Can   for   the   frnalleft   Sin   atone ; 
"  |j  The   Robes  that  Nature  may  provide, 
"  Will   not   your  leafl   Pollutions  hide. 

3  '«  The  fofteft  Couch  that  Nature  knows, 

"  Can  give  the  Confeience  no  Repofe  : 

"  Look  to  my  Righteoufnefs,  and  live  ; 

a  Comfort  and  Feace  are  mine  to  give.] 

*  I  fa,  1,  xe,  >x<  fy  Jf».  XIWM.  to. 

iv-Xe 


B.  II.  Spritml  Songs.  i&$ 

4  'r  Ye  Sons  of  Pride  that  kindle  Coals 

"  tyith  your  own  Hands,  t©  warm  your  Souls  ; 
•*  Walk  in  the  Light  of  your  own  Fire* 
"""  Enjoy  the  Sparks  that  ye  dcfire. 

5  a  This  is  your  Portion  at  my  Hands  ; 
"  Hell  wait9  you  with  her  Iro»  Bands ; 
ec  Ye   mall  lie   down    in   Sofrow  there, 

"  In   Death,  in    Darknefs,   and   Defpair." 

CLV.    Chrift  wr  Pafover. 
I  T     O,  the   deftroying  Angel  flies 
B  -J     to  Pkaraoh\  ftubborn  Land  !- 
The  Pride   and  Flow'r  of  JEgypt  dies 
by  his   vindi&ive  Hand. 

%  He  pafs'd  the  Tents  of  Jacob  o*er, 
nor  pou.F'd  his   Wrath  divine ; 
He  faw  the  Blood  on  ev'ry  Door, 
and  blefsM  the  peaceful  Sign. ' 

3  Thus  the  appointed  Lamb  mull  bleed, 

to  break  th*  JEgyftian  Yoke  ; 
Thus  Iff  el  is  from  Bondage  freed, 
and  'fcapes  the  Angel's  Stroke. 

4  Lord,  if  my  Heart  were  fprinkled  toe 

with  Blood  fo  rich  as  thine, 
Juftice  no  longer  would  purfue 
this  guilty  Soul  of  mine. 

5  Jefus  our  Paflbver  was  fiain,. 

and  has  at  once  prccur'd 
Freedom  from   Satan\%  heavy  Chain, 
and  God's  avenging  Swordo 

CLVJ.    Prefiimpt'wn  and  Defpair  i  Or, 

Satan  V   various  Temptations. 
1  "If*  Hate  the   Tempter   and   his  Charms; 
A     I  hate  his  rlatt'ring  Breath  ;     - 
The   Serpent  takes  a  thoafand  Forms*. 
tp  cheat   car  £qui5   to   Death, 


2K>  Hymns  +and  B.  II. 

2  He   feeds  our  Hones  with  airy  Dreams* 

or   kills  with  iUvifli  .Fear  ; 
And  holds  us  ftUl  in  wide  Extremes, 
Preemption  -or  DeJjxair. 

3  Now  ,he  perfuades,  J/ow  eafy  %4is 

to  10  a  Ik  it  he  Road  $o   H&xu'n  ; 
Anon  Jae  fwells  Ifotr  .Sinp,  and  .cries,, 
tixp   ttamtict   be  jforgpvn. 

[4  He   bids  .yuung   Sinners,  Tet  forfear 
to  think   of  God*    or  Death  s 
Fer   Prayer   and  DevvtiotJ   are 
but  melamhoUy    Breath. 

5  He  tells    the   Aged,   They  muji  die, 

and   'tis    too    late   to  J>ra#  ; 
In  vain  for    Mercy    now   they  cryy 
for  they   i>av*   fojf  their    T>ay^\ 

6  Thus  he  fupports  .his  cruel  Throne 

by  Mifchief  and  Deceit  ; 
And  drags  the    Sons  of  Adam  down 
to   Darkaefe    and   the   Pit. 

7  Almighty  God,  out  -mart  his  JWV, 

let    him  in    Darknefs    dwell  y 
And,  that  he  vex  the  Earth  no   more, 
confine   him   down  to  HeH. 

CLVII.    The  fame.' 

hi  I^JOW  Satan  comes  "with  dreadful  Roarf: 
JlN|      and   threatens   to    deftroy ; 
He   worries  whom  Tie  oan\  devour, 
with  a  .malicious   Joy. 

2  Ye   Sons  of  God,  oppofe  his  Rage, , 
rei^t,  and   toe'll  be  gone  ; 
Thus  did  o*r  deareft  Lord  ■•engage 
and  vun^vufh  tow*  alone, 

3  Fiy 


II,  Spiritual  Bongs,  %  *  * 

Fly  from   the  falfe  Deceiver's  Tongue, 

ye    Sons   of  Adam,   fly  ; 
Our  Parents  found  the   Snare   too  ftrong, 

nor  ihould  the  Children  try. 

pLVIH.    Few  favsd:    Or,    fb*  almofi 

!   Chrijiiaih  the  Hypocrite,  and  Apoflate, 

BROAD  is  the  Road  that  leads  to  Death, 
And  Thoufands   walk  together  there-, 
But  Wifdom  (hews   a   narrower   Path, 
With  here   and  there  a  Tia-aellsr. 
i   Deny   thy  Self,  and  take  thy   Crofs^ 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  Command  k.    : 
Nature  muft    count  her  Q^,dm  &V*f 
If  fne  would  gain   thi*  he-arnly  h*m 

*  The  fearful  Soul  that   tires  and  faints, 
And  walks  the   Ways  of  God   nQ  more, 
Is  but  efteemM  almo&  a  Saint, 
And  mates  his.  own  Definition  fare. 

4  Lord,.  let  not  til  my  Hopes  >e  wn* 
Create  m£  BlW  entirely   new; 
Which  Hypoqntes  Qould  ne'er  attain, 
Which  falfe  Apoftates  never  knew. 

CLIX     An  Unconverted  State  i    On 
Converting  Gr act. 

[i    /^REArKhg  of. 'Glory  and  of  Grace! 
VJT     we   own,  with,  humble  Shame, 
How  vtfe  is   our   degenerate  Race, 
and  our   firft  Father's  Name..] 
z  From  Adam  flows  our  tainted  Bfood, 
the  Poifon  reigns  within., 
Makes  us  averfe  to  all' that's  Good; 

atd  willing  Slave*  to  Sin, 

[3  Daily 


212  Hymns   and  B.  II. 

[3  Daily  we  break  thy  holy  Laws, 
and  then  reject  thy  Grace; 
Engag'd  in  the  old  Serpent's  Caufe, 
againft  our  Maker's  Face.] 

4  We  live  eftrang'd  afar  from  God, 

and   love   the   Difrance  well  ; 
With   Halle  we  mr  the  dang' reus  Road, 
that  leads   to  Death  and  Hell. 

5  And  can   fuch  Rebels  be  reifcor'd  ! 

fuch  Natures   made  divine  ; 

Let  Sinners  fee  thy  Glory,  Lord, 

and  feel  this  Pow'r  of  thine. 

6  We  raife  our  Father's  Name  on  high, 

who  his  own  Spirit  feDds, 

To  bring  rebellious  Strangers  nigh, 

and  turn  his  Foes  to  Friends. 
1 

CLX.    Cvjlom  in  Sin. 

J  T     ET  the  wild  Leopards  of  the  Wood 
1   J   Put  off  Hie  Spots  that  Nature  gives  ; 
Then  may  the  Wicked  turn  to  God, 
And  change  their  Tempers  and  their  Lives. 

t  As  well  might  JEthiopian   Slaves 
Warn  out  the  Daiknefs  of  their  Skin  ; 
The  Dead  as  well  may  leave  their  Graves, 
As  old  Tranfgreffors  leave  to  fin. 

3  Where  Vice  has  held  its  Empire  long, 
'Twill  not  endure  the  leaft  Controul  \ 
None  but   a  pow'r  divinely  'Arong 

.    Can  turn  the  Current  of  the  Soul. 

4  Great  God  !   I  own  thy  Pow'r  divine, 
That  works  to  change  this  Heart  of  mine  ; 
I  would  be  form'd  a-new,  and  blefs 

The  Wonders  of  creating  Gnc&, 

CLXI. 


L 


II.  Spiritual  Songs.  2x3 

CLXL  Chriftian  Virtues :  Or,  The  Difficulty 
of  Converjioa, 

STRAIT  is  the  Way,  the  Doer  is  flrait, 
that  leads  to  Joys  on  high  ; 
*Tis  but  a  few   that  find  the  Gate, 
while  Crowds  miitake   and  die. 

2  Beloved  Self  muft  be  deny'dr 
the  Mind  and    Will  renew'd, 
Pailion  fupprefs'd,  and  Patience  try'd, 
and  vain  Defires  fubdu'd. 

£3  Fleih  is  a  dang'rous  Foe  to  Grace, 
where  it  prevails  and  rules  ; 
Flefh  mafr  be  humbled,   Pride  abas'd, 
left  they  deitroy  our   Souls. 

4  The  Love  of  Gold  be  banim'd  hence, 

(that  rile  Idolatry) 
And  ev'ry  Member,  ev'ry  Senfe 
in  fwest  Subjection  lie. 

5  The  Tongue,   that  molt  unruly  Pow'r, 

requires  a  ftrong  Reftraint : 
We  mull  be  watchful  ev'ry  Hour, 
and  pray,  but  never  faint. 3 

6  Lord  !  can  a  feeble,  helplefs  Wori* 

fulfil  a  Talk  fo  hard  ? 
Thy  Grace  muft  all  my  Work  perform, 
and  give  the  free  Reward. 

CLXII.    Meditation  of  Heaven :    Or, 
The  foys   of  Faith. 

Y  Thoughts  furmount  thefe  lower  Skies, 
and  look  within  the  Veil  ; 
There  Springs  of  endlefs  Pleafure  rife, 
the  Waters  never  fail. 

There  I  behold,  with  fweet  Delight, 

the  BlefTed  Three  in  One  ; 
And  flrong  AfFeclions  fix  my  Sight 

on  God's  incarnate  Son.  3  His 


2I4  Hymns  and  B.  IL 

3  His  Pron^fe  ftands  for  ever  firm, 

his  Grace  £haJJ  ne'er  depart ; 
Me  binds  ray  Name  upon  his  Arm, 
and  feals  it  on  his  Heart. 

4  Ught  are  the  Pains   that  Nature  brings  - 

how  fhort  our  Sorrows  are, 
When  with  Eternal,  Future  Things, 
the  prefent  v/e  compare  J 

5  I  would  not  be  a  Stranger  ftiH 

to  that  celeftial  Place, 
Where  I  for  ever  hope  to  dwell, 
Near  my  Redeemer's  Face. 

CLXIIL     Complaint   of  Deferthn  and 
Temptations. 

i  TXEAR  Lord  !  behold  oux  fore  Diftrels  • 
JL^    our  Sins  attempt  to  reign  ; 
btretch  out  thine  Arm  of  centring  Grace, 
and  let  thy  Foes   be  (lain.  ' 

[2  The  Lion  with  hjs  dreadful  Roar 

affrights  thy  fc,^  Sheep  : 

Reveal   the  Glory  of  thy  IWr, 

and  chain  him  to  the  Deep, 

3  Muft  we  indulge  a  long   Defpair  ? 

mall  our  Petitions  die  > 
Our  Mournings  never  reach  thine  Ear, 
WX  Tears  affect  thine  Eye  ?] 

4  If*  thou  defpife  a  mortal  Groan, 

vet  hear   a  Saviour's  Blood  • 

■An  Advocate    fo  near  the  Throne 

pleads  and  prevails  with  God. 

5  He  brought  the  Spirit's,  pow'rful  Sword, 

to  flay  our  deadly  Foes  • 
Our  Sins  fhalj  die  beneath  thy  Word, 
and  Hell  in  vain  oppofe. 

6  flow 


B.  IL  Spiritual  Songs.  tl$ 

6  How  bcundlefs  is  our  Father's  Grace, 
Id  Heighth,  and  Depth,  and  Length  1 
He  made  his  Son  our  Righteoufnefs, 
his   Spirit  is  our  Strength. 

CLXIV.    The  End  of  the  World 

i  \^/HY  fnould  this  Earth  delight  us  fo  > 
VV     why  mould  we  fix  our  Eyes 
On  thefe  low  Grounds  where  Sorrows  grow, 
and  ev'ry  Pleafure  dies  ? 

2  While  Time  his  fharpeft  Teeth  prepares 

our  Comforts  to  devour, 
There  is  a  Land  above   the  Stars, 
*  and  Joys  above  his  Pow^r. 

3  Nature  mail   be  difTolv'd  and  die, 

the  Sun  mall  end  his  Race, 
The  Earth  and   Sea  for  ever  fly 
before  my  Saviour's  Face. 

4  When  wili  that  glorious  Morning  rife  ? 

when  the  laft  Trumpet  found, 

And  call  the  Nations   to  the  Skies, 

from  underneath  the  Ground  ? 

CLXV.    Unfrukfutnefsy  Ignorance,  and 

unfandify'd  Affections. 

i   T     GNG  have  I  fat  beneath  the  Sound 
JLi     of  thy  Salvation,  Lord  ; 
But  ftill  how  weak  my  Faith  is  found 9 
and  Knowledge  of  thy  Word  ! 

2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  Place,    - 
and  hear  almoft  in  vain  : 
Hov/  fmall  a  Portion  of  thy  Grace 
my  Mem'ry   can  retain. 

[3  My  dear  Almighty,  and  my  God, 
How  little  art  thou  known  ' 
Ey  all   the  Judgments  of  thy   Rod, 

and  BleiKngs  of  thy  Throne']]  Xa  How 


2 id  Hymns    ani  B.  II. 

[[4  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  Love  ! 
how  negligent  my   Fear  ! 
How  low  my  Hope  of  Joys  above  ! 
how  few  Affections  there  !] 
5  Creat  God  !    thy   SovVeign  Pow'r  impart, 
to  give  thy  Word  Succcf*  ; 
Write  thy  Salvation  in  my  Heart, 
and  mike  me  learn  thy  Grace. 

£6  Shew  my  forgetful  Feet  the  Way 
that  leads  to  Joys  on  high  ; 
There  Knowledge  grows  without  Decay  3 
and  Love  iha.il  never  die.] 

CLXVI.    The  Divine  Perfusions. 

2  T  TOW  mail   I  praife  th*  Eternal  God,., 
JLJL    that  Infinite  Unknown  ? 

Who  can   afcend  his  high    Abode, 
or  venture   near   his  Throne  ? 

[2  The  Great  Invisible  I    He  dwells 
concealM  in  dazzling  Light ; 
But  his  Ail-fearching   Eye  reveals 
the  Secrets  of  the  Night, 

3  Thofe  watchful  Eyes  that  never  fleef^ 

furvey  the  World  around  ; 
His  V/ifdom  is  a  boundlefs   Deep, 
where  all  our  Thoughts  arc  drown'd.] 

£4  Speak  wc  of  Strength  ?  His  Arm  is  ftrong, 
to  iave   or  to  deilroy ; 
Infinite  Years   his  Life   prolong, 
and  endlefs  is  his  joy. J 

[5  Fie  knows  no  Shadow   of  a  Change, 
nor  alters   his  Decrees  ; 
Firm  as  a  Rock  his  Treth  remair5, 
to  guatd  his  Promlfcs.J 
£6   Sinners  before    his  Prcfence   die  ; 
how  Holy  is  his  Name  ! 
Kis   Anger   and  his   Jeoloufy 

burn  Xikt  devouring  i lame]  ^  Jfcftiee 


B.  If.  Spiritual  S<mgu  22: 

7  Juflice  upon  a  dreadful  Throne 

maintains  the  Rights  of  God  ; 
While  Mercy  fends  her  Pardons  down, 
bought  with  a  Saviour's  Blood. 

8  Now  to  my  Soul,  Immortal  King, 

fpeak   force  forgiving  Word  ; 
Then  'twill  be  double  Joy  to  ling 
the  Glories  of  my   Lord. 

CLXV1I.    The  Divine  Ptrfifiions. 

1    /^  RE  AT  God   !    thy   Clones  mall  employ 
VJf     JMy  holy    Fear,    my   humble   Joy; 
My   Lips    in    Songs   of  Honour    bring 
Their  Tribute    to    th'   Eternal  King. 

[2  Earth   and    the    Stars,  and  Worlds   unknowns 
Depend  precarious  on  his   Throne  j 
All  Nature  'hangs  upon  his  Word, 
And  Grace  and   Glory  own  their   Lord.] 

£3  His   Sov'reign  Pow'r  what    Mortal  knows  i 
If  he   command,    who   dare  oppofe  : 
With  Strength  he  girds  himfelf  around, 
And  treads  the  Rebels  to  the  Ground.] 

[4  Who  fhall  pretend  to  teach  him  Skill  ? 
Or  guide  the  Counfels  of  his  Will  ? 
His  Wifdom,  like  a  Sea  -divine, 
Flows    deep  and  high  beyond  cur  Line.] 

[5  His    Name  is    Koly,   and    his    Eye 
Burns    with    immortal    Jealoufy  ; 
He   hates    the    Sons   of  Pride,   and  fteds 
His    fiery   Vengeance    on    their    Heads.] 

[6  The    Beamings    of  his   piercing  Sight 
Bring  dark    Hypocrify    to  Light  ; 
Death    and   Deduction    caked    lie, 
And  Heil   uncovered   to  his    Eye.] 

*  [7  W 


fc'i'8  Fiymns  and 

£7  Th'   Eternal  Law  before  him    {lands  ; 
His    Juftice,    with  -impartial    Hands, 
Divides   to    all   their   due    Reward, 
Or   by   the   Sceptre,   or  the    Sword.] 

[8  His  Mercy,  like  a  boundiefs  Sea* 
Waflies   our  Load  of  Guiit  away  ; 
While   his    own   Son    came    down   and  dy'd, 
T*  engage  his  Juftice  on   cur   Side.] 

£9  Each   of  his   Words   demands   my   Faith, 
My    Soul    can   reft  on    all   he   faith  j 
His   Truth  inviolably  keeps 
The  largeft  Promife   of  his  Lips.] 

50  Oh,  tell   me,   with   a   gentle   Voice, 
Thou    art   my   God,   and  I'll  rejoice  ! 
Fill'd  with  thy  Love,   I  dare  proclaim 
The  brighteft  Honours  of  thy  Name. 

CLXVIII.     The  fame. 

JEHOVAH  reigns,   his  Throne   is  big*,?, 
His  Robes  are  Light  and  Majefty ; 
His  Glory  mines  with  Beams  fo  bright, 
No   Mortal   can  fuftain    the   Sight. 

2  His  Terrors   keep  the  World   in    Awe, 
His    Juftice  guards    his    holy  Law, 

His   Love    reveals   a  fmiling    Face, 

His   Truth    and   Promife   feal   the    Grace. 

3  Thro'   all  his   Works  his    Wifdom  fhines, 
And   bafilea    Satan's   deep  Defign's  ; 

His   Pow'r  is  Sov'reign  to  fulfil 
The  nobleft  Counfels  of  his  Wilt 

4  And    will   this    glorious    Lord    defcend 
To    be  my   Father,   and  my  Friend  ? 
Then  let   my  Songs   with   Angels  join  ; 

v'-.i  is  lecture,   if  God  be   mine* 

€LXIX» 


B.  IL  Spiritual  Sengs,  %  19 

CLXIX.   The  fame,  as  the  cxtomth  Pfalm. 

2   ^T^HE  Lord  Jehovah   reigns, 

J_      His    Throne   is    built  on    high  ° 
The  Garments   he  aflumes, 
Are    Light   and   Majefty ; 
His  Glories    mine 
With    Beams     fo    bright^ 
No  mortal  Eye 
Can   bear   the    Sight, 

%  The   Thunders   of    his   Hand 
Keep   the   wide   World  in    Awe  \ 
His   Wrath  and  Juifrce   iland 
To  guard  his  holy  Lav/  ; 

And   where   his    Love 

Refolves  to  blefs, 

His   Truth   confirms 

And   feals    the   Grace. 

y  Thro'    all   his  ancient    Work^ 
Surprizing   Wifdora    mines, 
Confounds   the   Pow'rs    of  Hell, 
And   breaks  their  curs'd  Defigns  s 

Strong  is    his    Arm, 

And   mall    fulfil 

His  Great   Decrees, 

His   Sov'reign  WiiL 

4  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  Glory    condefcend  ? 
And  will  he  write  his  Name, 
My    Father   and  my  Friend  f 

I  love  his  Name, 
I   love   his   Word  ; 
Join  all   my  Pow'rs, 
And  praiie   the"  Lord. 

Hymns.]  J,  CLXX, 


fs2o      Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs.     B.  II, 
CLXX.  God  incomprebenfible  and  Sovereign. 

[j  */^AN  Creatures,    to  Perfe&ion,  find 
V^     Th»    Eternal  Uncreated    Mind? 
Or  can  the  largeft  Stretch   of  Thought 
Meafure   and  fearch  his    Nature   out  ? 

s  'Tis  high   as   Heav'n,    'tis  deep  as  Hell, 
And  what  can  Moitals   know,   or   tell  ? 
His   Glory   fp reads  beyond   the   Sky, 
And    all   the   mining    Worlds    on   high. 

3  But  Man,  vain  Man,  would  fain   be  wife, 
Born  like   a  wild  young    Colt,  he  flies 
Thro'    all    the    Follies   of  his    Mind, 
And   fmells   and  fnuffs   the  empty   Wind.] 

4  God  is   a  King  of  Pow'r   unknown, 
Firm  are   the  Orders    of  his  Throne  : 
If  he  refolve,   who  dare  oppofe, 

I    Or  alk  him  why,  or  what  he  does  ? 

5  He   wbunds  the  Heart,  and  he  makes  whole  \ 
He  calms   the   Tempeft   of  the  Soul : 
When  he  fhuts   up  in   long  Defpair, 

Who  can  remove  tHe  heavy  Bar  ? 

4  f  He  frowns,   and  Darknefs   veils  the   Mooc? 
The  fainting  Sun   grows   dim  at  Noon  : 
II  The  Pillars  of  HeavVs  ilarry   Roof 
Tremble  and  flart   at  hi3  Reproof. 

7  He  gave  the  vaulted  Heav'n  its  Form, 
The  crooked   Serpent,  and  the  Worm  ; 
He  breaks   the   Billows    with    his   Breath, 
And  fmites  the  Sons  of  Pride  to  Death. 

I  Thefe  are  a  Portion  of  his    Ways  ; 
But  who   (hall   dare  defcribe  his    Face, 
Who   can    endure   his   Light  ?  or  irand 
To   hear   the  Thunders    of  His    Hand  ? 

*  job  si.  7,  &c.       -f  Job  xxv.  5.       ||  Job  xxvi.  n,  &?* 

The  End  of  the  Second  Book. 

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B,  III.  Spiritual  Songs.  24  & 

T  Cannot  perfuade  myfelf  to  put  a  full  Period  to  thefe  Divine 
•*  Hymns,  'till  I  have  addrefTed  a  fpecial  Seng  of  Gi©ry  to  God 
the  Father,  the  Son,  and  the  Holy  Spirit.  Tho'  the  Latin 
Name  of  it,  Gloria  Patri,  be  retained  in  our  Nation  from  the 
Rman  Church  ,  ajid  tho'  there  may  be  fome  Excefies  of 
fuperftitious  Honour  paid  to  the  Woids  of  it,  which  may  have 
wrought  f#me  unhappy  Prejudices  in  weaker  Chriftians,  yet 
I  believe  it  itiil  to  be  one  of  the  nrbleft  Parts  of  Cbriftiae 
Worlhip.  The  Svbjedr.  of  it  is  the  Do&rine  of  the  Trinity, 
which  is  that  peculiar  Glory  of  the  Divine  Nature,  that  our 
Lord  Jefui  Cbrifi  has  fo  clearly  revealed  unto  Men,  and  is  io 
neceffary  to  true  Chriftianity.  The  Action  is  Praife,  whisfe 
is  one  of  the  mod  complete  and  exalted  Parts  of  heavenly 
Worfiiip.  I  have  caft  the  Song  into  a  Variety  of  Forms,  asd 
iiave  fitted  it,  by  a  plain  Verfion,  or  a  larger  Paraphrafe,  to  be 
fung  either  alone,  or  at  the  Conclufion  of  another  Hymn, 
I  have  added  alfo  a  few  Hof annas,  or  Aferiptions  of  Salvatioc 
to  Chrift,   in  the  fame  Manner,  and  for  the  fame  End. 


A  Song  of  Praife  to  the  Ever-bkjfed  Trinity  s 
God  the  Father,    Son,  and  Spirit 

XX  VL     ift  Long  Metre. 

LESS'D   be  the  Father,  and  his    Love, 
To   whole  celeftial  Source  we  owe 
Rivers    of  endlefs    joy  above, 
And  Rills    of  Comfort  here   below. 

2  Glory   to  Thee,  Great   Son  of  God, 
From  .whofe  dear  wouaded   Body   rolls 
A  precious    Stieam    of  vital    Biocd, 
Pardon  and   Life  for   dying   Souls. 

3  We  give    thee,    facred    Spirit,    Praife, 
Who,  in   our   Hearts  of  Sin  and  Woe* 
Makes  living  Springs   of  Grace   arife, 
And  into  boundiefs   Glory  Sow. 

4  Thus   God  the  Father,  God  the   Son^ 
And   God   th,e   Spirit  we   adore, 

That   Sea  of  Life  and   Love  unknown-, 
Without  a  Bottom,  or  a  Shere. 


S42  Hymns  and  B.  III. 

XXVII.      ift  Common  Metre. 

*   /^  LORY  to  God  the  Father's   Name, 
VJT     who,   from    ^ur  finful   Race, 
Chofe   out  his   Fav'rites   to   proclaim 
the  Honours  of  his   Grace. 

3  Glory  to  God   the    Son   be   paid, 
who  dwelt  in  humble   Clay, 
And,  to  redeem  us  from   the  Dead; 
gave  his  own  Life  away. 

3  Glory  to  God  the  Spirit  give, 

from   whofe   Almighty   Pow'r 
Our    Souls  their   heav'nly  Birth  derive* 
and   blefs    the  happy    Hour. 

4  Glory   to  God  that  reigns   above, 

th'   Eternal  Three  and  One, 
Who,   by  the    Wonders    of  his   Love, 
has  made    his  Nature   known. 

XXVIII.     ift  Short  Metre. 

1  T     ET  God  the  Father  live 

1  J     for  ever  on   our  Tongues  '. 
Sinners  from   his  firft  Love   derive 
the   Ground  of  all  their  Songs. 

2  Ye   Saints,  employ   your  Breath 
in   Honour    to  the     Sou, 

Who  brought  your  Souls  from  Hell  and  Death, 
by  ofF'ring   up  his   own. 

3  Give  to  the   Spirit   Praife, 
of  an   immortal    Strain, 

Whofe   Light,   and  PowV,   and  Grace  con?e.y 
Salvation   down  to  Men. 

4  While   God    the   Comforter, 
reveals  oar  pardon'd    Sin, 

O   may    the   Blood  and  Water  bear 
the  fame  Record  wjfhtp. 

5  To 


B.  III.  Spiritual  Songs.  24  j. 

5  To  the  great  One  and  Three, 
that  feal  this   Grace  in   Heav'n, 
The  Father,    Son,   and   Spirit,   be 
Eternal  Glory   giv'n. 

XXIX.     2*    Long  Metre. 

1  f~^  LORY  to  God  the  Trinity, 

VJT  whofe  Name  has  Myfteries   unknown .; 
In  EfTence  One,   in   Perfon  Three  ; 
a  focial   Nature,  yet  alone. 

2  When  all  our  nobleft  Pow'rs   are  joinM, 

the  Honours   of  thy  Name  to  raife  ; 
The  Glories    over-match   our   Mind, 
and   Angels  faint  beneath  the  Praife* 

XXX.  2d    Common  Metre, 

1  npHE  God  of  Mercy  be  ador'd, 

JL        who  calls   our  Souls  from  Deathf 
Who   faves   by   his    redeeming   Word, 
and   new-creating  Breath. 

2  To  praife  the  Father  and  the  Son, 

and    Spirit,    all   Divine, 
The  One  in  Three,   and   Three   in  One, 
let  Saints    and  Angels  join. 

XXXI.  2*   Short  Metre. 

1  T     ET   God  the   Maker's  Name 

■    J     have  Honour,  Love  and  Fear, 
To  God  the    Saviour   pay  the   fame, 
and   God   the   Comforter. 

2  Father   of  Lights  above, 

thy   Mercy  we   adore, 
The  Son  of  thy  Eternal   Love* 
and   Spirit  of  thy   Pow'r. 

Hymns.]  M  XXXIL 


244  Hymns  and  B.  III. 

XXXII.     3d    Long  Metre. 

TO  God  the  Father,   God  the  Son, 
And  God   the  Spirit,  Three  in    One, 
Be   Honour,    Praife,  and   Glory    giv'n 
By  all    on   Earth,   and   all   in   Heav'n. 


XXXIII.      Or  thus  : 

LL  Glory  to    thy  wond\cus  Name, 
Father  of  Mercy,  God  of  Love  : 
Thus  we  exalt  the  Lord   the   Lamb, 
And  thus  we  praife  the   heav'nly  Dove. 

XXXIV.     3  d   Common  Metre. 

OW  let  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
and   Spirit  be   ador'd, 
Where  there  are  Works  to  make  him  known, 
or   Saints  to  love  the  Lord. 


A 


N 


XXXV.      Or  thus  : 


H 


ONOUH  to  Thee,    Almighty   Three, 
and    everlafting   One  ; 
All    Glory    to    the   Father  be, 
the   Spirit,   and  the   Son. 

XXXVI.     3d  Short  Metre. 

"\7"E   Angels   round    the   Throne, 
JL        and    Saints    that  dwell    below, 
Worfhip   the   Father,    love    the    Son, 
and   blefs    the    Spirit    too. 

XXXVII.     Or  thus  : 

GIVE   to   the  Father  Praife, 
give   Glory  to  the   Son, 
And   to  the    Spirit  of  his   Grace 
be  eaual  Honour  done. 

XXXVXIi 


B.  III.  Spiritual  Songs.  2^.5 

XXXVIII.    A  Song  ofPraife  to  the  Bleffid 

'  Trinity, 
The   1*  as  the  cxlviii^  Pftlm. 

1   T  GIVE    immortal    Praife 

A     To  God  the  Father's  Love, 
For  all    my  Comforts   here, 
And   better  Hopes    above  : 
He   feat    his    own 
Eternal    Sou, 
To   die  for    Sins 
That   Men    had    done. 

2  To   God    the    Son   belongs 
Immortal    Glory    too, 
Who  bought  us   with  his  Blood 
From    everlaftirg  Woe  : 

And  now   he  lives, 

And   now   he  reigns 

-And   fees    the    Frui* 

Of  all   his    Pains.  ~ 

3  To   God   the   Spirit's   Name 
Immortal    Wodhip    give, 
Whofe    recreating  Pc'w'r 
Makes    the   ck^d    Sinner    Uy*  ■■ 

His    Work    compters 
,     The    Great    Be%n, 

And   fills    the    Soul 

With   joy   Divine. 

4  Almighty    God,    to   Thee 
Be    endlefs   Honours    done  • 
The   Undivided   Threes       ' 
And   the   Myfteiious   One  : 
Where    Reafon    ikijs 
With    ail    h£T    pow',-Sj 
There    Fai  ih    prev^is  - 
And  i.ove    adores. 

^  2  XXXIX; 


■a  46  Hymns   and  B.  III. 

XXXIX.    The  iid   as  the  cxlviii    Pfalm. 

*g   r  1  ^O    him    that    chofe    us    firft, 
JL     Before   the    World   began, 
To   him  that  bore  the   Curfe 
To   fave   rebellious   Man, 
To   him  that  form'd 
Our    Hearts   anew, 
Is    endlefs   Praife 
And   Glory   due. 

2  The  Father's   Love  (hall  run 
Thro*    our   immortal   Songs, 
\Ye   bring   to    God   the    Son, 
Hofannas    on   our   Tongues  : 

Our  Lips   addrefs 

The   Spirit's   Name 

With   equal   Praife, 

And   Zeal    the   fame. 

-3  Let  ev'ry   Saint   above 

And   Angel   round  the   Throne, 
For   ever   blefs   and  love 
The   facred  Three   in    One  : 

Thus    Heav'n  (hall  raife 

His   Honours   high 

When  Earth    and   Time 

Grow   old  and   die. 

XL. 'The  iiid  as  the  cxlviii*  Pfalm. 

TO  God  the  Father's  Throne 
Perpetual  Honours   raife  ; 
Glory   to   God   the  Son, 
To   God  the  Spirit   Praife  : 
And   while   our  Lips 
Their   Tribute   bring, 
Our   Faith   adores 
The   Name  we  fing. 

XLI 


B;  III.  Spiritual  Songs,  -47 

XLI.     Or  thus  ■ 

TO   our   Eternal  God, 
The   Father  and   the   Son, 
And    Spirit   all    divine, 
Three  Myfteries   in  One, 
Salvation,  Pow'r, 
And   Praife  be   giv'n, 
By   all  1  on   Earth, 
And   all   in    Heav'n, 

The    HOSANNA;   or,  Salmim 
afcribed  to  Chrid. 

XLII.     Long  Metre. 

1  TTOSANNA  to   King  David's   Sou, 
JlJL   Who  reigns  on  a  fuperior  ThrGne  \ 
We   blefs  the  Prince   of  Heav'nly  Birth, 
Who  brings  Salvation   down    to  Earth. 

2  Let  ev'ry  Nation,  ev'ry  Age, 

In  this  delightful  Work  engage  ; 
Old  Men  and  Babes  in  Sion  ling 
The    growing   Glories    of  her  King, 

XLII  I.     Common  Metre, 

1  TTOSANNA  to  the   Prince   of  4race^ 
J.  1     Sion,   behold  thy  King  : 
Proclaim    the    Son   of.  David's  P.ace, 

and  teach  the  Babes  to  fing. 

2  Hcfanna   to   th'  Incarnate   Word, 

who  from    the  Father,  came  ; 
Afcribe    Salvation    to  the   Lord, 
with    Bleffings    on   his   Name.. 

M  3  XLI¥, 


2 it 8      Hymns  a?id  Spiritual  Songs,     B.  III. 
XLIV.     Short  Metre. 

'OSANNA    to   the    Son 
of  David,   and   of  God, 
Who  brought  the  News   of  Pardon   down, 
and  bought   it   with   his  Blood. 

2  To  Chrijl  th'   anointed   King 
be    endiefs    BlefTings    giv'n  ; 
.Let  the   whole  Earth  his  Glory    flrtg, 

who  made  oar   Peace   with  Heav'n. 

XLV.     As  the  cxlviiith  Pfalm. 

i  T  TOSANNA  to  the  King 
jj.  JL   ^  David's   ancient  Blood  : 
Behold    he  comes    to    bring 
Forgiving    Grace   from   God  j 

Let    Old    and   Young 

Attend    his    Way, 

And    at    his    Feet 

Their   Honours    lay. 

2  Glory  to' God   on    high, 
Salvation    t6    the    Lamb  ; 
Let    Earth,    and  Sea,    and   Sky, 
His    wond*rous    Love    proclaim  : 

Upon  his    Head 

Shall     Honours    reft., 

And    ev'ry    Age 

Pronounce     him    blefsM. 


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Notej  The  Letters,  L  ii.  ML  fignify  t'he  firfl,  fscond, 
and  third  Book  :  T'he  Figures  direcT  to  the  Hymn* 
If  you  find  not  nvhat  Hymn  you  feek  under  one 
Word  of  the  Title ,  feek  ii  u  nder  another,  or  by  fame 
Word  that  is  of  the  fame  Signification,  though 
perhaps  not  mentioned  in  the  Title  of  the  Hymn. 


A  Afti&ions  removed,  i.  S7.  fub- 

AARON  and  Chrijl,  i.  145.      fitted  to,  i.  5,  120.  ii.  109. 

j£jL  Mopsini^aJbualxX.  iar.       Suppoit  and   Comfort  under 

^r^m'sBleffingon  the       them,  ii.    50,65.    and  Death 

Gentiles,    i.    60,    113,    ji4.       under  Providence,     i,  S3. 

if.  1  34.  offering hisSon,  i .129.  Almofl  Chriftian,     ii.    158. 
Ah  fence  and   Prefence  of  God,  Angels  finning,  ii.  24.  Standing 

ii.    93»  94>   lQo.  from  God       and  Falling,   ii.  27.  Praif'e  ye 

forever  intolerable,  ii.  107.  the  Lord,    ii.    27.     puniihedj 

Accefs    to    the   Throne     by   a       and   Man  faved,    ii-    96,  97. 

Mediator,     ii.   108.  their  Miniftry    to  Cbrifz  and 

Adam,  his  Fall,  i.  107.  corrupt       Saints,     ii.    18,    112,    1 13. 

Nature  from  him,  ii.  128. the  Ambition,    Sec.     ii.     10 I. 

firft  and  the  fecond.  i.  57,124.  Anger  of  God.       See  Wrath, 
Adoption,    i.    64,     I43.    and  Vengeance,   Hell. 

Election,    i.   54.  Anywer  to  the  Churches  Prayers, 

Advocate,  SzeCbrift'' 'shitercejjion.  i.   30, 

Affections    inconftanf,    ii,    20.     Anti-Cbrifl,   his   Ruin,    i.   29, 

Unfan&ined,  "  ii.   165.  56,59^     See  Enemies. 

Afflicled,    Cbrifs    Compiflron  Apoflate,     ii.    158. 

to  them,     i,  225.  Apcjtles  Commiflion,     i.    »«*1 

M  4  *  Afcen  v    . 


■i$o  A  Table  of  Contents. 

Afcenfon  and   Refurreftion   of  Ceremonial.     See  Law,   Types, 

Cbriji,      ii.  76.  Prieft. 

AffiBance   againft  Temptations,  Charatlirs  of  the  Children  of 

i,    I  5,    32,    ii.    50,  65.  God,  i.  143,  of  Clrift,  i.  146, 

Ajjurance   of  Heaven,     i.    27,        150.  of  BleiTednefs,  i.  J02. 

ii.  65.  cf  the  Love  of  Chriji,  Charity  and  uncharitablenefs,  i. 

i.  14.  ii.  73.  of  Fakivi.  103.        1-6.  and  Love,  i.  130,    133. 
Jttributes,     See  <?*/.  tt,7<frf8    in  the   Covenant   of 


B 


Grace,i.   113,    114.  devoted 


J)Ahyhn    falling,  i.    56,    59,       to  God,  i.  121.    ii.   127. 

See  Enemies.  Qhrijl.     See   Lord   and  Aaron, 

£aetfidingsMAReturr.stih20.  i#  J45#  and  ^/^  i#  J24, 
Bapttftn,  1.   52.   Preaching  and        his  Afcer.fion,   ii.   76. 

the  Lord's Snpter,  ii.  14. -and  Beatific  Sight  of  him,  ii.  75.  Be- 

Cireumcifion,  J.  121.11.  127,       Joved   defcribed,    i.    75.    the 

j34.BunalwithC2>W/?,i.i22.        Bread  of  Life,  iii.   5. 
'Beatitudes,     i.   102.  His  Care  of  the  young  and  feeble, 

Believe  and  be  faved,  1.  100.  f.  I25>  ,3g#  and  the  Church, 
Belitver  baptized,  1.  52,  122.  fceknig,  finding,  &c.  See 
.F;Vr£,  firft  and  fecond,  i.  95,99.       Cburc b.Comlngto  judge,  j. 61. 

tSCbrift,  Miracles  arit^iL-l}6       His  Commiffion,  ii.103,  104. 
Bhjfed  are  the  Dead  in  the  Lord,       Communion  with  him,  i.  66, 

i.   18.     Society  in   Heaven,       yI.  and  Saints,  i.  67,  76.111.2. 

lJ*  33-  75*       compared  to inanimateThings 

Bltjfednefs  and  Bufinefs  of  He«-       j.  I46.     His  Coronation  and 

ven,  i.  40,  41.  11.  86.     only       Efpoufals,  i.  72.HisCrofs  not 

in  God,    ii.    93,  94,   100.  t0  be  afhamed  of,  iii.  10.  Cru- 

Mlejfwg  of  Abraham  on  the  Gen-        cify>d)     God>$   Wifdom    and 

tiles,   i.  113,    I  14.   11.134.        Power,    iii.  10. 
Bkod  and  Flefh  of  Cbrlfi  is  our  Davi^  Son,  1.   16,  50.     His 

Food,  iii.  17,  iS.  the  Seal  of      D.ath  caufed  by  Sin,   ii.  81. 

the  NV.vTeftament,  111.  3.  the       Grace  and  Glory  by  it,  in  23. 

Spirit  and  the  Water,   111.  9.       Victory  and  Kingdom,  ii.  114. 
Bcafting  excluded,    i.   96.  His  Divine  Nature,   i.  2,  13, 

Bodies  frail.    See  Life,  Health,       92<  n>  ^  dweJJs  in  Heaven, 

Fkft-  vifits  the  Earth,   i.  76. 

Book  of  God's  Decrees,  ii.  99.  Enjoyment  of  him,  ii.  15,  16. 
Bread  of  Life  is  Ckriji,  m.  5.  His  Eternity,  i.  2,  92.  Ex- 
Breathtng  towardsKeaven,n.23.  iCj  ii#    I3g#  Exceilencies, 

Britain's    God    praifed,   ii.    I.  i.  52.  ii.  47. 

for  Deliverance,  ii.  92,  Faith  and   Knowledge  of  nimj 

Burial,  u.    63.  with  CAri>?   in       j,  ,03,  hisFlemfc  Blood  our 

Baptifm,  1.  122.   and  Death       Food,  iii.  17,  18.  found  and 

of  a  Saint,    ii.  3.  brought  to  the  Church,  i.  71. 

C  HisGlory  in  Heaven,  ii.  91.  God 

y"v  7 «tfs«  &  Heaven,  ii.  66,124.     reconciled  in  him,  ii.  148.  Grace 

^Carnal  Joys  parted  wich,ii.lo,     given  ua  in  him,  i.  137.  ii.  40. 


ii,  rV^fon humbled,  i.  11  tv 


High- 


£  Table  of  Contents,  ±pt 

Hi&b-Prieft   and    King,   i.  6[.  HisSacrince,  ii,  142,  And  Inter- 
his  Human  &  Divine  Nature,       cefiion,'  ii.    11S.     Salvation, . 
i.  2,  .13,  1 6.  Humiliation  and       Righteoufnefs  and  Strength  in 
Exaltation,  i.  1,  63,  141,142.       h.m,  i.  15,84,    85,   97,  98- 
ii.  5,43,81,83,84.  iir.  10,16,       Our  San&iScation,  i.  97,  98, 

His   Incarnation,      i.     3,     13-      ^tan  at  Enmity,  i.  1.07.  Samts 


Interceffion,  ii.  36,  37,  11 


in  his    Hand,   i.    238.     Oi 


Invitation  to  Sir>ners,  i,  127.  Shepherd,  .i    8     142.  _  The 

„,     „.  •   ,.    ~  ,  ,      ■    £/-  ftubftance  of  the  Types,  u,  12. 

The  K-ng   at  h;s  Table,  1.  66.  ,    ,    ,       ,     D    ,  ;r  .'     .„. 

.      rT.     -°. .    ,  '    .,  fent   by  the  Father}  1.    100.. 

His   Kingdom    among  Men,  '-...""*  rj-    c  or    •„„„ 

&     v        .  1  I  it.  IC3,  104.  His  Sufferings, 

1,    3,   zi.     Knowledge  .  and  ...      /'      7      ,.    c  c..' 

„  .■¥    ...  .  ■    c  1.1.  16.  and  godly  Sorrow,  n. 

Faith  in  him,     1.    ro3  -     lo6.  andBG1/      }.  ,    6 

The  Umb  of  God,  i.  X.  64.  His  ^  a/  fc  glj  j^Ufc  io!. 
Love  to  the  Church,  ».*4*  I?;  His  Titles  and  .Kingdom,  i.  13. 
Under  Defertion,  H.  50.  Shed  Triumph  ove,  our  £fem\zs,. 
abroad  in  theneart  1.  135.  To  L  ^  2C.. Types  and  Prop  he- 
Men,  i.  92.    Lifted  up,  1,  11 1.       c=es  of.hjm,     ii.  135. 

Minifter'd  to  byAnge.s,  11.-1  12, .  yiftory  over  Ssian,  i.  80.  Death 
11 3     Miracles  at  the  Birth  of      an4  Helj>  KL  ^  Unfeen  and 
Cbnj%  11.136.M1racl.es  in  his.      beloved>     1  io8# 
Life, Death,  and  Refurrediion,  Wirdom  0f  God,i.  cs.  OurWif- 
n.137.  AniMofts,\.i  18,149.        dom  andRighteoufnefs,  i.  97.: 

Karnes  and  Titles,  1.  147,  148.-      gg#  Worshipped  by- the  Crea-- 
Nativity,.      i.  3,  13.  tionj     u  6z[ 

Obeyed   or  refitted,  1.  93.     His  CMS**,  See  Saints,  Spiritual, 

Offices,  1.  149,  150.  u.  132.       &"Ct  Religion  its   Excellency, 

^Pardon  and  Strength  from  him,    .  [u  jji.      Alrsoft,      'it.    158, 

!  iii.  24,  Our  Paffcver,ii.  155.  Virtues,  ii.  i6r. 
His  Perfon  glorious  and  gra-  Church.  See  V/orpoip,  Sair.ts, . 
cious,  i.  75.  ii. 47.  Our  Phy-  Spiritual  Its  Safety  and  Pro- 
fician,  i.  112.  His  Pity  to  the  tedtion,  i.  8,  39.  ii.  64*  qz.  . 
Affiiaed  andTempted,  i.  1 25.  jts  Enemies  il&ia  by  Chri]}  1, , 
His  Priefthood,i.  145.  ii.  118.  28,  29.ConveifmgvvithC£?-;)f 
His  Piefence.  Sjse  Presence.  (<vi<z, )  feeking,  finding.  caW 
Prophecies  and  Types  of  him,  Yin*,  anfwering/  i.  66 — 71, 
ii.  1  35.  Prophet,  Prieft,  and  Under  God's  Care,  i.  66.  Ef- 
King,-  i.  25.  ii.  132.  Our  poufals  with  Ci>r/,<?,i. 72. Beau- 
Prophet  and  Teacher,   i.  93.    . ,  ty  jn  the  Eyes  of  Chriji,  i.  73. 

Redemption,,  See  Redemption.  The  Garden  of  Chriji,\.  74*  _ 
Rejected  by  thz'Jcws,  i.  141.  C/;-^«5r//?offaboliihed,ii.l34.ar,d 
Refurrection,  ii.  72,  76.  Is  Baptifm,  i.  121.  ii.  127, 
ourHope,  i.  26.  Refurrection,  Chathing  Spiritual,  i.  7,  40,. 
Life,and  Death  miraculous,  ii.  Cemjort  in  the  Covenant  with?- 
2,37.  Revealed  to  Man,  i.  10.  thrift,  ii.  40.  reflored,  ii.  73, 
To  Babes,  i.  Ii,  12.  Righte-  Set  Pardon.  In  Sorrows  of 
oufnefs  and  Strength  in  him,  Mind  and  Body,  ii.  50,  65, 
u  84,  85,  97. l  Righteouf-  C$mmu-ni<m  with  C£rt/?  a-ndSaint-3,-. 
. sefi  vala&ble,  si,   1519.  i,  2,  tetweea,G&n7?    and  the. 

M.  5,  '    Church; 


•252  A  Table  of  Contents.. 

Church,?.  66 — 71.  ii.  15,16.  Curfe  and  Promife,     i.  107. 

Compafjion  of  a  dying  Cbriji  iii.  Cujiom  in   Sin,     ii     160. 
2a.  to  the  Afflidted,    i.  125.  p* 

Complaint  of  a  hard  Heart,  ii.98. 

of  Defertion  andTernptations,  Ty^ngersof  our  earthly  Pilgri- 
ii.  163.  ofDuinefs,  ii.  34.  of  mage,  ii.  53.  of  Death  and 

indwelling  Sin,  i.  11-5.  of  In-       Hell,  ii.  55.  of  Love  to  the 
gratitude,  ii.  74,  of  Sloth  and       Creatures,     ii.  48. 
Negligence,      ii.  25,  32.         JJarknefs    difpell'd   by    ChriJV.i 

Condemnation  by  the  Law,  i.  91.       Prefence,   ii.    54.   Of  Provi- 

Cpndefeenfton     to   our  Worftiip,       dence.     ii.  109. 

ii.  45.     Affairs,     ii.  46.        Day  of  Grace,    and   Time  of 

Cmffffion  and  Pardon,      i.  131.       Duty,  i.  88.  Of  Judgment,  i. 

Conference  good,     the  Pleaiures       45,  6 1,  64,  8.9,  90. 

cf  it,  ii.  57.  fecure,  and  Dead  in  the  Lore,  their  Blefied- 
awaken'd,     i.   115.  nefs,  i.  18.  to  fin  by  the  Crof& 

Conjlancy  in  the  Gofpel,     ii.  4.        of  Cbriji,     i.   106. 

Contention  and  Love,        i.  130.  Death  See   Cbriji,  and  AfflicH- 

Converjion,  i.  104.  ii.  159.  the  oris  under  Providence,  i.  83, 
Difficulty  of  it,  ii.  161.  de-  terrible  to  the  Unconverted  i. 
lay'd,  i.  88— 9 1,  The  Joy  of  91.  made  eafy  by  the  Sight 
Heaven,     i,  101.  of  Cbriji,  iii.  14.  ii.  31.  by  a 

Conviction  cf  Sin  by  the  Law,  Sight  of  Heaven,  ii.  66.  God's 
1.94,  215.  by  the  Crofs  of  Prefence  in  it,  ii,  49. 1  T7^our 
Cbriji,     ii.   8  J,    95.  Fear  of  it,  ii.  3,1.    defireable, 

Corrupt  Nature  from  Adam,  i.  i.  19.  ii.  61.  overcome,  i.  17. 
51.     ii.  128.  triumph' d  over,  i.  6.  ii.  no. 

Covenant  of  Grace,  i.  9. Children  prepared  for,  i.  27..ii.  63.0^ 
therein,!*  213,114.  feal'd  and  Sinner,  i.  24.  ii.  2.  andBurial 
fworn,  i.  139.  jii.  3.  Hope  in  of  a  Saint,  i.  18.  ii.  3.  and 
it,  i.  139.  made  with  Cbriji  Eternity,  ii.  28.  and  Glory,  i. 
our  Comfort,  iii  40.  Of  x  10.  ii.  61.  andthe  Refurrec- 
Works.  See  Law  and  Gofpel,       tion,  ii.  3,  102,  I;  o.of  Mofes 

Ce~j£i**fnefs,  Ac.  i.  %$.   ii.   56,       at*  God's  Command,    ii.  49. 
SOI.       dreadful  and  delightful,)!.  .52. 

Courage.  andConftancy,  i.  J4. 15,  Deceitfulncfs   of  Sin,     ii.  150. 
48.  ii.  4,  65.  Decrees  of  God,  i.  1  if  1  2,  96, 

Grorr/pn,  i.  .92,  ii.71,  i47.New,  117.  ii.  99. 

ii.  130.  Ptefervation,  fifr.  of  DeityofCbrifiyi.Zyij,  92.  ii.  51. 
this  World,     ii.    13.  Delay  of  Converfion,  i.  88—  *if 

Creatures  prafe  the  Lord,ii*  71.  ii.  25,  32'. 

Love  dai,\crtous,  ii.  48.  Ged  Delight  in  Wprfhip  ii.  14.  io 
above  then?,  i.  82.  their  Ya-  God,  ii.  42.  in  Converfe  with 
nity,     ii.  146*  Cbriji,     ii.    15,    16. 

Crofs  of  Cbriji  it  our  Glory,  iii.  Deliverance,  ii.  3.  See  Enemies, 
19,  Repentance  flowing  from  Church,  And  fubmiflion.  i. 
it,  ii,  106.  Salvation  in  it,  ii.  129.  from  Spiritual  Enemies, 
4.  Crucifixion  to  the  World  1.47.1*.  65,  82. 

fey   it,    iii.   7,  Dependence  See  Faith. 

Defenion 


A  Table  of  Co&terrts.  253 

Defertion  and  Temptation  com-  Exaltation,    See  Chrift,    Glory3 

plained  of,     ii.  163.  Sufferings,  &c, 

D'JireofCbriff  sPreknce,  ii.JOO.  Example  of  thrift,   ii.    139.  of 

See  more  in  Heaven,  drift,  Saints,       ii.   i  40. 

Love,    Sec,          •  Excellency  of  the  C  hr.ftian  lie- 

PeJ/wV  and  Preemption,  i.  11 5.  hgion,     ii.    13.1, 

ii,  i56, 157.  F 

Devil  vanquiuVd,   i.  58;     See    £V//£  in  Thing?.unfeen,i.J  20. 
WcJory.  I     j:,  I2Qi    and  Knowledge  of 

Devotion  fervent  defired,  ii;  34-       G&r;/?,  i.  103.  Lcve  and  ]oy^ 
Difficulty  of  Conversion,  ii.  i6r„      i#  sog,  and  ijnbelief,  ii.  125, 
Diffolution  of  this  World,  ii.  13.       Jivjng  and  dead)  j,  740, af5ft_ 
Z5/><s/^.     See   &V4»g&.  edby  Senfe,  ii.i^?.its  Joy,hV 

Dtfttmper,     Folly  and  Madnefs       ,  g2o  in  Cbr  jft  ow  Sacrifice,!/, 
of  Sin,     ii.   153,  I42i  a„d  Salvation,  i.  roo.  of 

Ddmguijkir.g  Love,  i,  it,    »a3       Ailbrance,  i.  103.  and  Sight, 
96,117.    ii.  96,  9-.       }.  no.  ii.' 45.  triumphing  in. 
Divine.    See  God,  Deity,  &c.         Chrift.  i.  14.    for  Pardon  and 
Dominion  of  God,  and  our  Deh-       SanftlficatiOn,    ii.    90.  Faith 
verance,  ii.  3.  Eternal,  ii.  67.       aad  Reafon.     ii.  87,  100. 
over  the   Sea,     ii.   70.  Faitbfulnch  of  God's  Promifes9- 

Doubis  and  Fears  lVppreft,  ii.73,  vu  40j  60,  69,,  - 

P«/si£     Spiritual,     ii.  25,  j^/;  of  Angc]5  ard  MeD)  i5<  2^ 

■&:  and  B.ecovery  of  Man,  i.  107* 

TfArth,  no  reil  on  it,  if.  14&.  ii.    78,  - 

-*i-*  and  Heaven,  ii.  10,  ir,  53.  Fears  andDoubts  fuppreft,  ii.73,, 
Effuf.cn  of  the  Spirit,     ii.  144.  Feaft  of  Love,i.  68.  ofTriumph, 
Eletlion  excludesBoaftirig,  i.  96.       hi.  21.  of  theGofpel,  i.  7.  ih\- 
Free,  i.  u,  T2,  54,  117.  See       12,  20.  made,  ar,d- Guefts  in- 
Decrees.  -  vited,     hi.    1 3. 

.  End    of  ths  World,'     H.  1 64.  FelLwjhipi  See   Communion. 
Enemies  of  the  Church  difap-  Ff'rwflcyofDevotiondehYdjii.^ 
pointed,  ii.  91,92.  Salvation  Few  faved,     ii.  158. 
from  them,  ii.  82.  triumphed  Flejb  and  Blood  of  Chrift  thebeft  ' 
over  hy   Chrift,    1.  28,    29.       Food,  iiii  17,  i8.our  T2ber-  - 
See  Church ,hctbyUn;Micbaet.       nacie.i.iio.ajid  Spirit,  ii.143", 
Enjoyment  oi'Chrift,  ii.  jt,  16,  .FW  Spiritual,  i.  7,  67;  63,  74, 

Sefe  Werfhip-.  ii .  1 5 .    See  F«rjl?. 

Enmity  betwixt  Chrift  &  Satan,  Foily  and  Madnefs cfSin,  ^.153, 

t.    T07.  Forbearance-.   See   Patience, 
Envy  and  Love,     i.    I  30,  Forgive  nefc.   See   Far  don. 

EJpoufah  of  theChurch  loChrift  Formality  in  Worfhip,     i.  136, 
i.72.  Fr<z;7;  See  X//e,  Health }  Forget* 
Efiablijhmer,t  in- Grace,  ii.  82.      fulnefs,     ii.  165. 
Eternity  of  Godj.  ii.  i  7;  of  his  Frailty  and  Folly;     ii,  32, 
Dominion,  ii   67.  sod  Death  Free.     See   Grace,   Ekclierr. 
ii.  28.  fuccceding  this   Life,  Freedom  from  Sin  and  Mifery  in 
ii,  55.  See  Heaven,  Death.         Heaven;     ii.  86. 
Evening  and  Morning  Hymns,  Funeral  Thought,   ii.  63.     See 
i,  79,  80,  8 J,     ii,  6,  7?  8.       Death,    Burial.. 

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G 


G  his  Glory' s  above  our  Rea- 

drdtn  of  Ci>; -//KstheChurch,       fon>  ii.«7-W«  Goodnefvi.s^ 

^    74$        So.     his  Grace.     5«  Grace. 

Garment  of  Salvation,  i.   7,  20]       Government  fromhim,ii.'49- 

G^ft^K  Ckrifi  revealed  to  them,       Holinels,   Juftic«,   and  Sove- 

i.    10,  13,    50.     Hi.  13,    14.       reign ty,     i.    80. 

Abraham**  Bleffing  on  them,  Invifiblc,  »«.  26.  Incomprehen- 

u  113,  114.  ii.  134.       f:b,e»     'i-  s7>  «7°-      .. 

GbiShfa  Martyrs   ajid   Saints,  His  Kingdom  Supreme,  11.  1 15. 

i.  "40,   41.  Body,   ii.    j  10.  His  Love  in  fending  his  Son, 

6&*ji  and  Death,  i.    no.  ii.  61.    a    j        vt  .  uu  j»  1C*?* 

S*e  Heaven..     Of  God  above  And  0ur  Neighbour  loved,!.  11 6. 

eqrReafon,   ii.  87.  of  t'i/;/?  Our  Portion  orChiefGood,ii.93> 

i*  Heaven,  ii.  9  r .  See  Cbriii.       94-      His  Power,  ».  80.  ar.d 

A-d  Grace  r-v  the  Death  of      Gccdnefs,  ii.  6,   7,  8.     His 

CbrifiSn.Zy  juftincarion  and       Pr3ife*   5w  Praifc'    defence 

San£l;ncaticn,    i.    3,  To  the       1;1  Life,and  at  Death,  1L115. 

Father,  Sen,  and  Holy  Ghoft,       Sie  defence.  Fsefer  ver  of  cur 

iii.  26-41.  of  God  tn.tiu.GoC       Lives>  »*  6>  7,  8.  19.     Pro- 

pel.  ii.  1 26.  and  Grace  in  the       in;fc  andTruth  unchangeable, 

Eerfon  of  &*iA  ii-  47-   and  ......  clJ^jg' 

&ift"eriags  of  Cbriji,   ii.  43,  Sight  of  hunweansusrremjurth, 
See     Sufferings.     "  '        •*•  4* •     Sovereign,    ii.    170. 

Glorying,  in  the  Crofs  of  Chrifi,  Terr.bie  Majefty,    ii.    22.  and 
iii.   ig^       Mercy,  ii.   80.     His   Truth, 
God  al:  and  in  all,  ii.  9:,  94.  his  '*•  6o>  %• 

Abfenee.     See  Jtjfmce.  His  Vengeance,  >i.    44.  62. 
Attributes,  ii.  51,  166,   1  69..  U™J'  and  Trinity,  in.   26-41. 
glorify'd    by  Cbriji,   ii.    126.  His  Word,    i.    53.  Wrath   and 
in.  to.    the  Avenger  of  his       Mercy,     i.    4a. 
Saints,     H.     »*5.  Gocdaefs  of  God-,  ii.  58,  74- See 

Care  of  his  Church,  i    39.  Con-       Gr3«-     And  Power  cf  God, 
.'.■rfccnfion  tohu man  Affairs,  ii.  '•  4"-  ii-  80. 

3.6>to oor Wosflua,  ii.45.th1e  Cof^d'Em^  iii.  32.  See  Owe, 
Crwrtor  and  R*de#»er,  ii.  35.  ?'*$>  Invitation  and  Previ- 
*ur  Delight,  ii.42.our  Defence,  6°n,  i-  7-  iji-  20.  Times,their 
j.  47-.  Dominion  over  the  Sea,  BleiTednefs.  i.  10.  .SW  Scrip- 
ii.70.  Dominion,  and  our  De-  ture.  Glorifies  God,  ii.  126. 
hverance,  ii.  m.  dwells  with  No  Liberty  to  f:n,  i.  ic6,  132, 
the  Humb'e,     i.  87.  H°«     Not  afhamed-  of  it,  i. 

Bternifcjb  ii*  I  7.  Eternal  Dorm-  »©3'  «»•  *9-  and  Law.  '•  94» 
nor,'  ii.  67.  Tvveilafting  Ab-  »•  I7°>  I2I>  i-4-  finned  a. 
feice  intolerable,  loo,  107,  P^ir.ft,  i.  11S.  its  different 
Far  above  his  Creatures,  i.  Si.  Succefs,  1.  119.  ii.  144.  Mi- 
lne Father,  Son,  and- Spirit,  niftry,  «■  »•  attefted  by  Mi- 
iii.  26,  41.  HisFaithfulnefs  to  racier  1.  128.  ii.  136,  137. 
his  Prornifes,      ii.  60,  69.  I*  glorious  Fffecls,     ii.  J 38. 

Sfyry  andDefence  of  &tw»ifc%  Cwerrwtnt.isom  God,  ii.  149. 

Grace 


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Gract  and   Glory  by  the  Death  Hell  and  Death,  ii,  2.  and  Judg- 
ofCbriJl,i'u.  23.  of  theSpirit,       ment,  i.  45,  1 07.  ii.62.  or  the 
i.   102.   Converting,  ii.  139.       Vengeance'of  God,ii.  22.  44. 
iji  Exercife,  iii.  25.  jufl:ifiei,i.       the  holy  Fear  of  it.  ii.    107, 
94.  Sanclifies  &  faves,  i.  1  n.  HexekiaFs   Seng,     ii.  55. 
not  con vey'dby Parents,  i.  99.  Holy.     See   Spirit. 
all-fufHcient  in  Duty  and  Suf-  Ho'inefs.    See  Grace,  Spiritual, 
ferings,  i.  25,  32,  104.  given       SanBification.      And    Sove- 
inCbriJl,  i.  1 37.    Covenant,       reignty  of  God,   i.    82,  86. 
i.  9.    Children   in   it,  i.  r»3,       and  Grace,    i.  132,  140.  its 
114.    and  Holinefs,   i.  132.       Chara&ers,    i.    Iqz. 
Efeaing,   i.  54.  its  Freedom   Honour  vain.  ii.  10 i>   to  Ma- 
and   Sovereignty,   i.  11,    12,       giftrates.     ii.    1 49* 
96,    1 17.     ii.    96,    97.    and  Hope  of  the  Living,  i.  88.  gives 
Glory  in  the  Perfon  ofCbrifi,       ti^fet  and  Strength,  ii,  1 29. 
ii.  47.  adopting,    i.  64.   per-      in  the  Covenant,  i.  139.   of 
fevering,  i.    51.  Promifes,  i.  :    Heaven    by    CbriJFs   Refur- 
7,9.     Throne    acceflible  by       reclion,  i.  26.  of  Heaven  our 
Ckrift,     ii.   36,37,108.     '        Support  under  Trials,    ii.  65,. 

Gratitude  for  Divine  Favours,       of  the  Refurre&ion,  ii.  3,1  J  o^ 
ii.    1  |5.  Hofanna  toCbriJ}}\. 16.  iii.42,&c, 

Great-Brit  ainl&Golpx9\fe&,u.i.  Human  Affairs  condescended  to 
by  God,,  ii.   46,-    Nature   of 
jj  Chrift,     i.  13,  23. 

JJAppivefsMBl^Heaven,  ^^^^   ^  87* 

•"    /fer^/i  of  Heart,  ii.98.       Sl*^.teneJ*   *"   M'   %   J? 

W  and  Love,  L  »  50.  HJ^*P  g  *ea.™'  #  ^ 

.,  ■  ,  ,        c        A     ■    &    _    o    f  •     MuMitiatton.Seso&ri/t.Sttfferinrs 
Health  preferved,  n.  0,  7,  6, 1-9.       -      _    .  „  *  >    m       & 

■n  n.    'j       :    ....  &c.  and  Prayer  pubhek,  1.  30. 

„  ReAor  \    '•  Jfr  jHm^M  and  Pride,  i.  127.  and 

Heaven  and  Earth,  Io,  It,  53.       m..!.,,  r    •  •    « 

and  Hell,  i.  45.  Invifible.and       *^.fc*  W.  in  Heaven,. 

Koiy,  i.   10?.   Meditation  of  „  •       .r        ,  c,        .       .JK  b°°- 

it,  ii  1 6  , .   Toy  there-  for.  re-  **£*&  .and  Su?c"2f  \>  36' 

pcnti^Sinners,  i.lo.     It,       Hypocnte,or  almoftChnllian,. 

BleiTednefs  and  Bufinefs,i.4Q.,  ,  »i.  15a. 

41.  The  Hope  of  it  our  Sup-  *■ 

port,  ii.  65.ItsProfpeamakes   "JEaloufy  of  ourLovetoChrifrJ; 

Death  eafy,  ii.  66.Worihip  of  J  i.  78° 

'    it  humble,  ii.  68.     Freedom  ' ?'/"*•     See  £cr#,   C£n^. 

from   Sin  and  Mifery  there,  7^J-  See  MojeS>Gojpel,Chrifi^ 

ii.  86.  hoped  for  by   Chrifls       Gentiles. 

Refurraion,    i.    26.    infured  Ignorant: enlightened,   i.  m,  ?  2. 

and  prepared  for,i.  ij.Chri/i's  Ignorance    and   Unfruitfulnefs, 

Dwelling-place,  i.  76.  ii.  9;.  *  ;  ii.    '65, 

Sight  of  God  &  Chrift  there,  Impenitence;.    u.  I25. 

ii.  23.   blefTed  Society  there,  Incarnation  of Cbrift,  h  2,.  3, 13, 

ii.    23.     defired,     ii.  68.  6o» 

Heavenly-Mindednefs,    ii.    57.  Incomprehenfible  God',     ii.    87, 

Joy  on  Earth,  ii,  1 5,  30,  5 9 ,      ^A  Invifibk,    ii.  2 6. 

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z$6  A  Table  of  Contents. 

Jncenjiancy  of  our  Love,  ii.  20.       8,  19.  fhort,  frail,  miferabfe, 
Infants.    See  Children.  i.  82..  ii.  39,  58.     The   Day 

Ingratitude  complained  of,  ii.74.  of  Grace  and  Hope,  i.  88. 
infpiration  and  Prophecy,  '11.151.  Light  and  Salvation  by  Jefut 
Injiitution  of  the  Lord's  Supper,  Cbriji,  i.  50.  in  Darknefs  by 
iii.  1.  the  Prefence  of  God,  ii.  54. 
hfujjiciency  of  Self-Righteouf-  Given  to  the  Blind,  i.  11.  12. 
nefs,      ii.   T  54.  Long  Sufferance.  See    Patience. 

JhierceJJion.  of  Chr ij t,  ii.   36,  37,  Lord  Jefus  at   his    own  Table, 
1 18.       i.  66.  iii.  15.  Supper,  Preach- 
Invitation  of  Chrijt   anfwered,       ing,    and    Baptifm,      ii.  141. 
i.  70.  cf  the  Gofpel,  i.   79,       Supper  inftituted,  iii.  1.  Day, 
1  27,  iii.  1 3,  20.      i.  72.  delightful,  ii.  1  4.  Table 
John  theBaptift'sMeffage,  i.  50.       provided  for,  iii.  20.  See  mora 
Jofhua,Aaron  ardMofes,  ii.  124.       in  Cbrift. 
Joy,  Faith  and  Love,    i.  108.  of  Love  of  Chr 1 ft  unchangeable,  i.. 
Faith,  ii.  162.   Carnal  parted       14,   39.  lhed   abroad  in  the 
with,    fi.   io,i».     Heavenly      Heart,  i.   135.  its  Banquet,  i 
upon  Earth,    i.  135-    ii.  30,       68.  iii.  13.  of  Cbriji  in  Words 
59.  Spiritual  reftoied,  ii.  73.       and  Deeds,  i.  77.  of  Cbriji  its 
See  more  in  Delight,  Comfort.       Strength,  i.  78,  unfeen,i.toS. 
Judg?nsnt  Day,   i.   4-5>  65,  89,       to  Chriji  ii.  ico.  to  God  plea- 
90.  and  Heil,  ii.    62.    Cbrift       fant  and  powerful,  ii.  38.  and 
coming  to    it,     i.   6u  Hatred,  i.  130-  Faith  and  Joy, 

Juftice,   &c.    of  God,   i.   86.         i.   108.  and   Charity,  i.  133. 
fufiifcatiotty  i.  <4.  See  Pardon.       of  God  ia  fending  his  Son,  i. 
by  Faith  not  byWorks,  i.  94,       100.  ii.  1 03, 104.  to  God  and 
109.    Sanctifrcation,  i.  7,  20,  .     our  Neighbour,  i.  116.     Re- 
%o,  85.  ii.  90.andGlory,  i.  3,       ligion  vain  without  it,  i.  134. 
K.  Peace  and  Meeknefs,  i.  loz. 

Kingdom  and  Titles  of  Cbriji,       of  Cbrift  dying,  iii.  4,  22.  to 
"  i,  1  3.  of  Cbrift  among.Men,       God  inconftant,  ii.  20.  to  the- 
i.   21.  65..  of  God  eternal,       Creatures   dangerous,  ii.  48. 
ii.  68.     Supreme,      ii.   115.      diftinguiihing,  u  J  i,    12.  ii. 
Knowledge  and  Faith  in  Cbrift,  M  96>  97- 

1,103,     Saving  from   God,    hAAdnefs,  Folly,  and  Diftem- 
i.   i),  12,  93.   ly *    per  of  Sin,     ii.    153. 
JL  Magiftrates  honoured,  ii.   149. 

TAmb   that   was  (lain,  i.  I,  Majefty  of  God  terrible,ii.  22,62. 
*^  25,  62.     See  Cbriji.  Malice  and  Love,,   i.  130. 

Law  convinces  of  Sin,  i.  t  5.  Man  faved.and  Angels  puni/hed, 
condemns, ».  94.  and  Gofpel,  ».  96>  97-  mortal  &  vain,i.82. 
ii.  120,  121,  124.  and  Gofpel  hIs  Fal1  and  Recovery,  i.  107, 
finn'd    againft*     i.  128. .  Martyrdom,      i.  14.  ii.  4. 

Levitkal  Priefthood  fulfill'd  in  Martyr t  glorified,     i.  40,  41. 

Cbrift,     ii.    12.  Mary  the  Virgin's  Song,  i.  6ot 

Life  frail  and  fucceeding  Eterni-  Mediator  the  way  to  the  Throne 
ty,  ii.  55,  prcferVd,  ii,  6,  7,      of  Grace,     ii.  108. 

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Meditation  of Heaven^  ii. 1 62,.  Offices  and  Operations  of  the 
and  Retirement,     ii.   122.  Holy  Spirit,   ii,   233.  and  of 

Memory  weak,     ii.   165.  Chrifi,   i.  146,150.    ii.  1 32, 

Memorial of  our  abfentLord,iii.6  OJiv  e-Trte,  the  wild  and  good, 

Mercies  National,  ii.  \, .in.  See  5.114. 

Grace,  Wrath,  Thanks.  Ordinances.  See  Worjhip yLorJ's 

Mejpab  born,  i.  60.  come,  ii.  12.       Supper. 

MicbaersVTat  with  the  Dragon,  Original  Sin,  i.  57.  See  Adam-, 
u   58.       Nature, 

Minijiers  Commiflion,    i.  128.  p 

Afmi^  of  Angels,  u.  18,  of  the  pAI  Comfort  under  them, 
Gofpel,     1.  10.  X  y     „* 

M^  and  Sin  baniflfd  from  p  ^  MElrtfc  i5  ^  59.* 
Heaven,...  86,  andShortneft  PWJa  Sufficiency  of  it,  ii.  85. 

'     ¥*£   }?  ••WltJQntr  ?  ^d  Confeffion,  i.   1  3I . .   and 

in  the  World,....  56.  of  Sin-       $  h  from  ^  ^ 

ners.  See  Sinner,  Death,  Hell.       fe      ht  at  a  dear  Pr(      ffi;  * 

iUbmiiff  and  Evening  Songs,  ,.       and6Sanftification  b    &it£ 

*f  .  /-79if?'  >'  ?m  -  «  *•  9-  »•    90.  brought  to  our 

Mortality  &  Vanity  of  Man,i.82.  Seafee      iii    11 

Mortificatior 1  to  the  Worldbytbe  ^^  ^  children,     i.  1 1 3, 

Sight  of  God,  11.  4».by.the  ll4.  Convey  not  Grace,  i.  9.9. 

Crofs  of  Chrift,  n.  1,  6.  11. 17.  pj        ^  fe  our           g 

Mcfes^Cbrifl,   ,.   49>    Ii«j  p^'see  Sr?f   ^,W 

M^dying,u.49.^^and  j^  £^/        ^      *» 

J«/*»*,  c"-  »*4-   .     _  Atf»««  under  Afflictions,  i.  c, 

Jfa*r»»;.  S<xCcmpJamt,Repen-       ^   ^  ^   ofGod  prod'uclp5g 

■nJanCe'  nj  Repentance,  ii.  74:  105., 

Mj^rm  reveal  d,.   ,.  1,,  .2.       p^/of  ^4,^*'-  Jjs  ^ 

•N  Contention^  i.  1 30.  See  Co«- 

AT^/era/Mercies  andThanks,      yor?j  <^y. 

1  Y  ii-  i>  I^>  PerfeBions  of  God,  ii.  166—169.. 

Nativity  of  Cfcr#,  i.  2,  3,  13.       Perfevering  Grace,  i.  26,  32, 

Nature  and  Grace,  i.  104.  Cor-  ^2,   ^1#  j^ 

rupt  from  Adam,  u  57.ii.la8.  perfon  of  Chrifi  glorious  andgra- 

iV«^i)ie«r.  and  God  loved,  i.  Ii6.#      cious,     i.  75.    ii,  47. 

New  Covenant  feal'd,iii.  3^Ero-  PerfecutionCoungt  under  it,i.l4* 
mifes,  i.  7.  Song,i.l.Creature,  pbarifee  and  Publican  i.  131^ 
i.  9.  Teftament  in  the  Blood  pilgrimage  of  the  Saints,  ii.  53. 
of  Chrifi,  Hi.  3.  Creation,  i.9.5.  24 e a  jure  of  a  good  Confcience, 
1.  130.   Birth,     i.  95.  ii,  57.  of  Religion,  ii.  30,  59. 

November  5th,  A  Song  of  Praife       sinful  forfaken,ii.io,  1  ..their- 

11.  92,       Vanity  and  Danger,  ii.  1  o*# 

P  Poverty, of  Spirit,    i.  102,  127. 

f\Bedience  evangelical,  i.  1 40,  Power  ofGod,i.86.and  Wifdom 
I43,      inCir//?crucify*d,ii.i26.iii.io, 

Old  Age,  and  Death  of  the  Un-  and  Goodnefs  of  God  awful, 
converted,     i.   9'.  j,  42,  ii.   80. 

0$T«wnot..to~be  given,  j,  126,  fra*fc- 


258  A  Table  of  Contents. 

Praife  imperfect  on  Earth,  ii.  5.   Providence,  ii.  46,    execu'ed  by 

for  daily  Protection  and  Pre-       Cbriji,   i.  1.   uver   Afflidt.ons 

fervatior«,  ii.  6,7,8.  from  An-       a;id   Death,  i.  85.   iis    Dark- 

gels,ii.  27.  from  theCreution,       nefs,   ii.    109.  profperous  and 

i  .  7j.  to  the  Redeemer,  ii.  5,       a.Hiclivc,     i.    5. 

11,  29,  35,  70.  to  the  Trini-  Provifions.    See  -Co/pel,  Lord's 

ty,  jit.  26 — 41.  for  Creation       Table. 

and  Redemption,      ii.    35..       Publick  Ordinances.  SeelVgrfeip, 
Prayer  and  Praife,  i.  J.  for  De-  Publican  and  Pharifee,     i.  131, 

liverance, .  anfwercd,     i.   30..  Punifomenl  for  Sin.     See  Hell, 
Preaching,     Raptifm    and    the  i.   loo,   ri8. 

Lord's  Supper,,     ii.  141.  -p 

Predcf citation.    See  EleFtkn.  K 

Preparation  for  Deatb,i.27..See   T?^  Chriftian  i.  48.  ii.    53. 

Death.  Reafcn  feeb.'e,  ii.  87.  Carnal 

Prefumption  and  Dsfpair,  i.  115.       humbled,     i.  11,  12. 

ii.  156, 15-7.  Recovery- from  Sicknefs,     i.  55. 
Prefcttce  of   God   in    Wor/hip,  Reconciliation  to  God  in  Ckriji, 

ii.  45.     Light  in   Darknefs,  ii.  148.. 

ii.  54.  in  Death,  i.  19.  ii;  31,  Redemption  in  Chriji,  i.  97,  98. 

49.  iii.  14.  in  Life  andDeath,       ii.  78.  and  Protection,  ii.  82. 

ii.  1 17.  or  Abfence  of  Cbriji       by  Price,  iii.  A-.  and  by  Power,. 

ii.  50.  of  Cbrijt  in  Worfhip,       ii.  29.     See  Cbriji. 

i.  66.  ii.    15,    f6.  iii.   1  5.  of  Regeneration,    i.    95.    ii.    1  30. 

God  our  Life,  ii.  93,  94,  100.       See  Eletlion,  Adoption,  Sane- 
Prefervatiax  cf  thisWorid,  ii.13.        tijication. 

of  our  Graces,   i.  53.   of  our  Religion  neglected,  ii.   32.  vain 

Lives,     ii.  6,  7,  S,  19.  without  Love,  i.  1  34.  Chriftia- 

Pride  &  Humility,  i.  11,12,  '27.     Bhy,theExcd]encyof  it,  ii.  131. 
Priefihood  Leyitical    ending    in     revealed.  See  Gc fpel,  Scripture. 

Cbriji, ii.  12.  of  Cbr iff,  ii.  11S.  Remembrance  of  Cbrijt,  iii.  6. 
Prodigal  repenting,  i.  12.3.  R.epenting  Prodigal,  i.  1  23. 
pA'e,^:aRdUnprofitabJenefs,i..,  18.  Repentance  from  God'sGoodnefs 
ii.  165.  and  Patience,  ii.  74.  105.  and' 
P row; fed  Me fliih  born,i.6o,io7,  Humiliation,  i.  87.  at  the 
134.  Crofs  ofCbrift,  ii.  9,  106.  and 
Promije:  of  the   Covenant,  i.  9.       Impenitence,  ii.  125.     gives 

39,  10 7.  See  Scripture.     And       ^y   fo    Heaven,     i.    1  o  1. 

Truth   of  God  unchangeable,  RefignatJon.     See  SubmiJ/ian. 

L  139.   our  Security,  ii.  40,  Refurretliot,  i.  6.     ii.  102. 1  to. 
60,  69,       See  Death,  Cbrijt,   Heaven. 
Prophecies  and  Types  of  Cbriji,  Retirement  &  Meditation,ii.l  22. 

ii.  135.  and  Infpiration,  ii.  150.  Returns  and  Backjiidings,  ii.  20. 
Prosperity  and   Adverfity,  i.    5,  Revelation  of drift.  See  Gentile, 

vain,     ii.  56,  tor.  Gtfpel, 

Protection  from  fpiritualEaemies  Revenge  and  Love.     i.    J  30. 

ii.  82.  of  the   Cnureh,   i,  8.  Rich  Sinner  dyisg,  i.  24,  ii.  56.. 

22,23.     See   Church.  Riches  their  Vanity, ii.  56,  ioi. 

Right  eo.ifiej: 


A  Table  of  Contents.  259 

Righteoufnefs   and  Strength   in  Serpent  >a^  ,'-?*£*. 

0>rzy>,    i.    84,  85,  97,  92.  %V^  C^r/y?  &  his  Paftures, 

of  Cbrift   valuable,    i.   109.    .,  i  •*    -.,  ;  ...i'  °7; 

our  Robe,  i.  7,  20.  and  Self-  Sbortnefs,  Frailty  and  Mifery  of 

Righteoufnefs,  1.  131.     our       Life,    i.    37>  39>   58« . 

own   inefficient,     ii.   i54-   Sickrl£fs   and  Rcco^ry,   1.  55- 

q  Sight  of  God  mortifies  us  to  the 

b  "World,  ii.  41.   of  Cbrift  bea- 

Qdbbatb  delightful,    ii.  14-         tific,  ii.16,  75.  &  Faith,i.i  10, 

Sacrament.      See   Baptifm,       lzo,    jj.  i^g,  145.    of  G&/7/> 

Lord's -Supper.  makes  Death  ealy,    iii.  14. 

Sacrifice     of  Cbrift,     ii.    142.  Simeon  s  Song,     i.  19.    iii.  14. 

and  Intercemon,     ii.  118.       Sinai  and  .S/eff,    ii.   15!. 
&j/ery  of  theChurcb,  i.  8,2.2,23.  Sincerity  and  Hypocrify,  i.  1  36. 
Saints.    See  Church,  Spiritual.  Sin  the  Caufe  of  Cbrift*  s  Death, 
God  their  Avenger,   ii.  1 15.       ii.  81.    and  Mifery  banilhed 
and  Hypocrites,    i.  1  36,  I40.       from  Heaven,  i.  105.  ii.  86. 
their  Example,  ii.  140.  Cha-       Original  i.  57.  pardoned  and 
jrafters  of  them,  i.  143.  in  the       fubdued,  i.  9,    104.   ii.  50. 
Hand  of  Cbrift,  i.  138.  Secu-       indwelling,  i.  1 15.  its  Power, 
rity,  ii.  64.  beloved  in  Cbrift,       ibid.  ii.  86.  the  Ruin  of  An- 
i.  54.  adopted,  i,  64.  Death       gels  and  Men,  ii.  24.  Cuftom 
and  Burial,    ii.  3.   in  Glory,       in  it.  ii.  1  60.  Folly,  Madnefs 
i.  40,  41.  Communion,  iii.  2.       and  Diftemper  of  it,    ii.  153. 
Salvation,  ii.  88.   of  the  worft       Conviction  of  it  by  the  Law, 
of  Sinners,  i.  104.  by  Grace,       j.  115.  againft  the  Law  and 
i.  in.  in  Cbrift,  i.  137.  See       Golpel,  i.  i\2.   crucify'd,  i. 
Cbrift,  Crofs,  Grace,  Heaven,       io6.Deceitfulnefs  of  it,  ii.150. 
Light,  Redeem,  Righteoufnefs  *  Sinning  and  repenting,    ii.   20. 
Sandiftcation,  Juftifkation  and  o7«/*a/Pleafures£orfaken,  ii.  10, 
Glory,  i.  3.  and  Pardon,  i.  9.  i.\. 

through  Faith,     ii.  90.  Sinner  vileft  faved,  ii.  104,  and 

Satan  and  Cbrift  at  Enmity,  i.  Saints  Death,  ii.  12 1.  invi- 
107.  his  variousTemptations,  ted  to  Cbrift,  i.  127.  exclu- 
ii.  156,157.  conquered  by  ded  Heaven,  i.  J 04, 105.  his 
Cbrift,   ii.  89.     See  Devi!,  Death  terrible,    i.  91.  ii.  2. 

Scripture,  i.  53.  ii.  119.  of  the  Sloth  fpiritual  complained  of, 
Gofpel.  ii.  25. 

Sea  under  theDominion  of  God,  Society  in  Heaven  blelTed,ii.  53, 
v..  jc.   Son  equal  with  theFathe  1,12.53, 
Seating  &  witnefiingSpirit,i.i44       See  Cbrift. 
Secure  &  awaken' d  Sinner,}. 1  15.   Sons  of  God,  i.  64, 143.     Elecx 
Security  in  the  Prcmifes,  v.  40.       and  new-born,    i.    54. 

60,    69.   Song  of  Angels,  i.  3.  of  Simeon, 
Seeking  after  Cbrift,  i.  67,71.        i.  19.  «i.    H«  of  Zecbariab, 
Self- Righteoufnefs,   i.  131.    In-       i.  5°-  of  Afe/«  and  the  Lamb, 
fufficient,  ii.   154.     '  i.  49,  56«  of  Hezekiab,  L  55. 

Stm/e  affifting  our  Faith,  ii.  ?4T.       of  Solomon  paraphras'd,  i.  6.6 
Senfval  Delights  dangerous,  ii.       —78.     of  the  Virgin  Mary, 
n,  12,  48.      i.  60.  fotNevembcr^th,  ii.92 

Sorrow , 


z6o  A  Table  of  Concents. 

Sorrow.    See    Repcr.tar.ee.  Thanhj 'giving  for  Victory,    ft. 

Comfort  under  it,  ii.  50,  69.        111.     for    Mercies,    ii.    116. 
for  the  Dead   relieved,    ii.  3.       National,   ii.    1. 
Sovereignty,  i.  86.    See  Graze,  Throne  of  Grace.     See  Grace. 

Eleffion,    Gcd.  Thunderer  Gfcdy     ii.    6  a. 

£ea/  feperate.  See  Death.   Hea-  liime   redeemed,     i.    88.     ours 
ven3     Hell.  and  Eternity  God's,     ii.   67. 

Spirit   breath'd    after,     i.    74*  Tree  of  Life,  ii?.   8.   and  River 
i;.  34.  Water  &  Blood,  iii.  9.        of  Loye,     iii.  20. 
hisGfRces.  ii.  I33.  witnefling  Trinity    praifed,     iii.    26 — 41. 
and  fealing,  i.  144.  its  Fruits,  Trials   on  Earth,   and   Hope  cf 
i.  ro2.        Heaven,  ii.    66. 
Spiritual  Enemies,  Deliverance,    Triumph   ovor  Death,    i.  6.   ii. 
i.  47.    ii.  65,  82.   Warfire,       1  »o.  of  Faith  in  Chrijf,  5,14. 
ii.    77.     Pilgrimage,    ii.    53.        ataFeaft,    iii.  2).   of  Chnll 
Apoarel,  i   7,  20.  Race,  i.48.        over  our   Enemies,       i.   2S. 
Sloth  and  Dulnefr,  ii.  25,34.   Truft.      See  Faith. 
Joy,  ii.  73,  75.  Meat,  Drink   Trmh  and  Profnifes  of  God  un- 
and  Cloathing,   i.  7.     Food,       changeable,  i.  139.  1;.  6c,co. 
See  Feaft.  Tj  pe-i,  ii.,12.  and  Prophecies 

State  of  Nature  &  Grace,  1.104.       of  Cbrifi,     ii.  f  35. 
5ron».     See  Thunder.  V 

Strength  fromHeaven,  i.  15,32,    TfAin  Profperity.  ii.  56,  lOI. 
4-8.     Righteoufnefs  and  Par-  *       Value   of   Chrifi     and   his 
don  inChriJ},  i.  84,85.  iii.  24.        Righteoufneft,     i.  109. 
Submiffion  &  De)iverance,i.i2q.   Vanity   and  Mortality  of  Man, 
to  Afflictions,    i.  5.  ii.  109.        82.    of  Youth,    i.    89,   90. 
Succefs   of   the    Gofpel,    i.  1  J,       of  the  Creatures,  ii.   146. 

12,  1  19.  ii.  144.   Vttlory,    a  Thankfgiving  for  it, 

Sufferings    for    Cbriji,    1.    ro2.        ii.  3.  over  Death,  i.  17.    Sin 

See  ChiijK  and  Sorrow,    i.  14.  of  C£>//? 

Supper   of  the  Lord    instituted,       over  Satan,    i,    58*    ii.   S9, 

iii.    1.  Baptifm  and  Preach-       See  Enemies, 

ing,  ii.    141.  Virtues  Chriflian,  ii.  161.  See 

Support  under  Trials,  ii.  50,  65.      Holinefs,Lo've,Saint, Spiritual. 

Sympathy    of   Cbrift,      i.  125.  Unbelief  and  Faith,  i.  loo.  ii.125 

rp  punifhed,     i.  1 18. 

UticharitableniJi&cCh&rity^.xxd. 

CV'Able  of  the  Lord.  See  LW.  Unconverted  State,      ii.      159. 

■*      Temptations,   Hope    under       Death  terrible  to  them,  i.  91. 

them,  i.  1  39.    of  the  World,  Unfruttfulnefs,     ii.    165. 

ill  Id.    of  the  Devil,  ii.   65,  Unfanclify  d  Affections,  ii.  1 65. 

156,  157.  andDefertioncom-  Unfe:n  Things,    Faith  in  them, 

plain' d  of,      ii.    163.  i.  I20. 

Tempted,     Ch rift's  Companion  W 

to  them,   i.   125.  TJ/'Andcring  Affcftions,  ii.20. 

Terrors  of  Death'to   the  Un-  *"   Thoughts  inWorihip,i,  136 

converted,     i.    91,  V/arfcre  Chriftian,    ii.   77. 

Tcflament-New    in   the   Blood  Water,  the  Spirit,  and  theBlood, 
of  Cbrijl,  iii.    3.  iii.  9.  Weak 


A  Table  of  Contents. 


161 


Weak  Saints  encourag'd  by  Chrift 
i.125;  by  the  Church,  i.  :%6. 

Weakmfs  our  own,  and  Chriji 
our  Strength,   i.    15. 

V/ijdom  and  Power  of  Gcd  in 
Chrifl   crucify'd,      iii.  '  o. 
Carnal  humbled,    i.    1 1,  T2. 

Witnefling  8c  Sealing  Spirit,i.i44. 

Word  of  God,  i.  53.  preached, 
i,  io,  119.  SzeGcfpelfScripiure. 

World,  Crucifixion  to  it  by  the 
Crcf?,  iii.  7.  the  Tempta- 
tions of  it,  ii.  507.  its  End, 
ii.  164.  Morrificatiantoit  by 
the  Sight  of  God,  ii.  41.  its 
Creation,  ii.  147,  Preferva- 
tion,     ii.    13. 

Worfbip  of  Heaven  humble, 
ii.  68.  profitable,  ii.  123. 
condefcended  to  by  God,  ii»55. 
Cbriji  prefent  at  it,  i.  66.  ii. 


15,  t6.  iii.  15.  accepted  thro' 

Cbriji,  ii.  36,  37.  Formality 

in  it,  i.  1  36.  delightful,  ii.  14. 

r5,  *6,  17, 

Wrath    and  Mercy  of  God,   i. 

42.  ii.  80.     See  Cod,  Hell. 

Y 

Y*Oke  of  Chrift  eafy,    i.  127. 

■*    Tcuth,  its  Vanities,  i.  89,  90 , 

adviled,     i.   91. 
Z 
'jFEcbar  lab's  Song*  and  yobtrz 
f^   Meffage,    i.    50. 
Zeal    in  the   Chriftian    Race, 

i.  48.    ii.   129.     and    Love, 

i.  J  4.  for  the  Gofpel,  i.  103. 

ii.  4.  the  Want  of  it,  i!.  25. 

againft  Sin,  ii,  106.  for  Gcd, 

i  i.  1.16. 

Zian,   her   Glory  and  Defence, 

ii.   64,     See  Church. 


A  TABLE  of  the  Scriptures 

that  are  turned  into  Verfe* 
In  the  First  Book. 

Hymn.  Hyms. 

Pfal.  K.    5,  —  —    57 

lxxiii.  24,455,  —     79 

exxxix.  23,  24.  —  136 

cxliii.    8,     80 

cxlvii.  19,  20.  —    53 

Prov.viii.  12,  22,  32.    92 

viii.  34,  36.  — •   93 

Eccl.  viii.    8.    — —     24 

ix.    4,  5,6, 10.  88- 

ix,    9.   89 

The  fame.  90 

xii.     1,    7.  —  91 

Sol. So.  i.    2, 12,  17.    66 

i.    7.    67 

ii.   j,  2,  3t&£«  68 
Sol.  So. 


Gen.  iii. 

1,15,17- 

107 

xvii. 

7. 

JI3 

xvii. 

7,  10.  — 

121 

xxii. 

6. 

129 

Job        i. 

21.    

5 

iii. 

14,15,— 

24 

iv. 

17,  21.  

82 

y. 

6,    7,   8. 

83 

ix. 

2, 10.  — 

86 

xiv. 

4.  —  — 

57] 

xix. 

25,26,27. 

6I 

Pfal.    iii. 

5,    6.- 

80! 

iv. 

8. 

80 

xix. 

5,    8.  - 

79 

xlix. 

6,   9.  — 

24 

162     A  Table  of  the  Script 

Hymn. 

Sol.So.  ii.    8,    9,  6c.  69 

ii.  14,16,  17,     70 

iii.   1,2,3,4,5.  71 

iii.  2.    72 

iv.  1,  10,  7.  73 
iv.  12,  14,  15,  74 
v.    1.    74 

T.  9.  __  75 
VI.      1,2,3,  12.    76 

vii.    5,  9,  12.     77 

viii.    5,   8,    13.  78 

Ifaiah    v.    2,  7,  10.     10 

ix.    2,  6,  7.      13 

xxvi.    1,   2,  &<r.     8 

xxvi.    8,  20.  —  30 

xxxviii.    9,  &<:.  55 

xl.  27,  28,  6c.   32 

7tf<?  fame,  48 

xlv.    7. 81 

xlv.  21,   25.  —  84 

The  fame,  85 

xlix.  13,  14,  6c.  39 

liii.  15,  10,  12.  141 

liii.    6,    9,  12.  142 

lv.     1,    2,  6  c.     7 

T^c"  fame,  9 

Ivii.  15,   16.  — *  87 

3xi.  10.    —     20 

Ixiii.     1,2,  3,  6v.  28 

Ixiii.    4,5,6,7.     29 

Ixv.  20. 

Lam.  iii.  23.  — 
EZ.XXXV125,  6  c. 
Mic.   vii.  19. 


ures,  &c. 


Nahum  i.    1,2, 3,  6c.  42 

Zech.xiii.    1. 9 

Matt.  iii.    9. 99 

v.    2,  12.  —  102 
xi.  28,  30 127 


The  fame, 
7,  10.  —  101 


in, 

iii, 

iii, 

iv 

x 

Atfs    ii 

xvi, 

Rom.  iii 

v, 

vi. 

vi, 
vii 

viii. 

viii. 
ix. 


3,  be.  -—  95 
14,  j6.  —  112 
16,  17,  18.  100 

24. 136 

.28,  29,-—  138 
38.  52 

H»   33-  ~  21 

19,  22.  —  94 

12,  6c.  —  57 

The  fame,    124 

1,  2,   6.      106 

3,4,  bu    122 

8,9,14,24.115 

14,  16.—  144 

33,    6  c.    — .  4 

21,  «2,  6*.  117 

Roai. 


A  Table  of  the  Scriptures,  See.       163 


Hymn. 

Rom.  xi.  16,  17.  —  114 

xiv.  17,  19.  — >  126 

xv.    8,9,14,24.115 

1  Cor.  i.  23,  24.       119 

i.  26,   31.         96 

1.  30.  97 

The  famet  98 
ii.  9,  10.  105 
iii.  6,  7.  —  119 
vi.  10,  ii,       104 

x.  32. — 126 

xiii.    1,  2,  3,      134 
xiii.    2,3,7,13.133 

'  xv.  55,    be.       17 

2  Cor.  ii.  16,  — 119 

v.    1,  5,  8. 

xii.  7,  9,    10 

Gal.  iv.  4. 

iv.  6.  

Eph.   i.  3,  be. 


1.  13,   14. 

iii.    9,   10. 

iii.  16,  be. 

iv.  30,  be. 
Phil.  ii.    2.     — 

iii.  7,  8,  9. 
Col.  i.  16.  


110 

*5 

107 
64 

54 
144 

-  2 

*35 

130 
130 
109 

-  2 
ii.  15.  — ■  —  107 

2  Tim.  i.    9,    to.       137 

i.  12. 103 

iii.  15,    16.         53 
br.    6,  7,   18.     27 

In  the  Thi: 

Hymn. 

Lulce  ii.  28..   —     14 

xiv.  16.  ■      12 

xiv.  17,23.  —  13 

xxii.  19.    -——-,'  6 

John  vi.  31,35,  39.     5 


Hymn,- 

Tit.  ii.  10,    13.         132 

iii.    3,  7.   —   in 

Heb.   i.     i. —  53 

iii.     3,   5,  6.      118 
iv.  15,  16, —  125 

y.      7.     12$ 

vi.  17,   19.        139 

vii 145 

ix 145 

x. 28,   29.       118 

xi.     I,    10.        120 

1  Pet.  i.    3,  4,  5.      26 

i.    8. 108 

1  John  iii.     1,  be.         64 

Jude     24,   25,  51 

Rev.  i.    5,  6,  7.         61 

v.    6,   8,    12.     1 

The  fame,   25 

The  fame >  62 

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